One of my earliest memories of Kaminga isn't even my own memory. It's her, as a child of seven or eight wearing a green tee shirt singing Castle on a Cloud in a St. Theresa's Variety Show. I am almost certain it's actually a memory of a video recording since I was in the same variety show and was probably back stage at the time. The next thing I knew we were twelve years old. We caused the most trouble in Ms. st Charles' English class, redeeming ourselves with a proclivity for memorizing Shakespeare and recreating medieval castles from found materials.
Today I got an IM from her as I checked my email before work. It said simply: "Water broke!"