It started with an email. I'm sure I was writing, working on some blog post, when I heard my email ping. The note was from a really great friend that I had lost touch with since kids happened. We were inseparable in high school, stayed close through our college years, and even managed to keep in touch post-college as I became a gypsy. She stood beside me in my wedding, along with my sister, childhood friend, and two college friends. Then, for no other reason than living life, we lost touch.
The email she sent me one month ago included a request: "Let's get the gang back together." And so we did last Sunday at Lorimar Vineyards in Temecula, California. We participated in a wine tasting and picked up right where we left off. One of my girlfriends is very good about staying in touch with old friends via Facebook, so she was able to tell us how people were doing. It was always good to hear when someone was doing well; Not so great when she would report that so-and-so was having a difficult time. I'm old enough now that my high school years seem like a life time ago ... Like an out-of-body experience. I don't even recognize myself from high school, or rather I identify with very small parts. The all-consuming angst and rage is gone. (Yea, don't miss that.) I would like to think I've carried forward the good parts - left behind the bad parts - and the joy I get from hanging with the girls is still very much prevalent. I know we all have families and lives to live, but Sunday reminded me that nurturing old friendships is important. They are a wonderful reminder of our journey - where we've been, where we are today. Plus, no one knows you like an old friend. Sunday was a great day.
How about you, are you the same person or a very different person than the one from high school? How have you changed?
Just like that we made it through another week. As always, thanks for hanging with me. Have a wonderful weekend, everyone!
PS~If you're reading, a big thank you to J. for suggesting we get together. Let's do it again soon!