We all play the Facebook game. You know the game where you’re “friends” with every single person from high school, even those that you barely remember, and it doesn’t matter because you have no intention of ever actually seeing them in your present life anyway, but you’re nosey and curious to see how their lives turned out.
But what about those friends that you remember fondly? What about those friends whom you miss dearly? What about those friends that know all the secrets from your youth? Do you play the Facebook game with them too? With the promise to get together soon repeated over and over, but you never follow up with it?
It’s a conundrum. You’re not the same person that you were. You have life experiences that have changed your character and your perspective. You’re fatter, perhaps balder, and more wrinkly. Perhaps your adolescent dreams got squashed somewhere along the way and it’s too humiliating to admit that you’ve slid backwards from time to time. That sometimes life has kicked you down only to pick you back up? Besides all of that, will we still have things in common? Will we have anything to say to each other now that we’re older and wiser, and we’re sitting across a table from each other?
I had such a meeting last week. I stopped playing the Facebook game and got together with my best friend from my youth after 28 years! 28 freakin’ years! I don’t remember the exact circumstances that halted our friendship for so long but, seeing her again, hugging her again, reminiscing with her felt like coming home, like a comfortable pair of slippers after a long day or like a piece of Mom’s apple pie. It felt like the last 28 years never happened and we were back in her bedroom talking about boys, our future, and the ever popular debate over aerosol vs non-aerosol hairspray. We cried and we laughed and we shared stories of our lives.
Yes, we’ve both been kicked around a little bit by life and yes, we’re fatter and more wrinkly, but it doesn’t matter. It only matters that even after all this time we still feel that wonderful connection that joined us at the hip so many moons ago. It only matters that in the here and now, we share the same youthful heart and everlasting bond that can only be described as a forever friendship.
We have promised to get together often, and I know that we will. After all, she knows things about me from my rebellious years that no one else knows because she was there, so I need to keep tabs on her. (wink)
So if you’re hesitant to take that step and reach out to someone from your past. Don’t be. Chances are that they’ve been thinking about you over the years too.
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