My<a href=”http://dailypost.wordpress.com/dp_prompt/imaginary-friend/”>Imaginary Friend</a> is a real person that I have never met
She and I were pen pals when we were children
She lived in Monrovia Liberia and I lived in Monrovia California
We became friends because I had a dream of working as a doctor in her country
she had a dream of living in LA and being an actress
Life goes on and paths diverge
I had several scheduled trips to Africa to see her
the first was when I was 13
at the last-minute we cancelled our trip
she and I cried
then I had a trip to meet with radio people about the work I was doing for children
we were finally going to meet
Then my little girl ended up in the hospital
she almost died
the money for my Africa trip was spent on her care
my dream of going to Liberia and meeting my pen pal drifted out into the sea
Last week I got a letter from a friend:
“Your pen pal died of Ebola
her family is all gone
all except her little grandson
he seems to be immune to the disease
he has no one”
He is an orphan in Monrovia and all I can do is write this on a blog!
The prompt today at WordPress daily post is Imaginary Friend
Many of us had imaginary friends as young children. If your imaginary friend grew up alongside you, what would his/her/its life be like today? (Didn’t have one? write about a non-imaginary friend you haven’t seen since childhood.)
This work of fiction is riddled with fact. This blog is written with love for the orphans in Liberia. ~L. Moon
Fill the cracks 
I’m sorry for your loss, and I’m sorry that I had no way to show sympathy for the situation other than clicking the like button to show sympathy and posting a comment. It is heartbreaking to hear of the tragedy unfolding; to actually know someone affected by it, well I can’t imagine anything more horrible. Sending a hug to you and to this little boy. I hope he survives being an orphan in this terrible time.
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