“Time is but the stream I go a-fishing in.”
Yesterday I had to go to Boston. Yesterday was a perfectly gorgeous day, sunny and warm. I missed it. Today is warm, but the sun is somewhere else probably resting after yesterday’s exhaustion. I hope it decides to return. Regardless, today I have a few errands then I’m getting the deck summer ready.
I don’t see anyone from my childhood. A few are Facebook friends, but I haven’t seen them in years. One friend, whom I used to see, wrote on my Christmas card that she missed me. I miss her. When I visited my mother, I always stopped into her house for coffee. I don’t see any of my college friends anymore either. When I went into the Peace Corps, they wrote for a while but two years is a long time. They went on with their lives, and I wasn’t there. I was going on with mine in a different way. When I got home, I reconnected with several, but we had little in common anymore, only our pasts. I have friends with whom I was in the Peace Corps, and we keep in touch, call periodically and see each other every year or so. Others with whom I served are e-mail friends. The longest friendships I have are with people with whom I worked. We have been friends nearly forty years, and we stay close, always in touch, see each other all the time. My closest friends lived down the street. We were sporadic friends for years but became family when we retired. I see them all the time, and we share adventures and holidays and nights on the deck. We watch baseball together and moan and groan and curse the Sox on occasion. We play games and harass each another as we play. The air is sometimes blue.
I suppose some people live in the same town where they grew up and never lost touch. Their kids go to the same schools they, maybe even have the same teachers, but for many of us, we grow older, move from school to school or town to town or job to job and vow to keep in touch. We do for a while, but life gets in the way. We do make friends and memories at every stop and for that I figure we are the luckiest of all.
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May 26, 2011 at 1:32 pm
We had sun all day until we finished work 🙂 But it´s a nice evening anyway.
I have one friend that I keep contact with and we´ve been friends since first grade in school. But the others are gone. We live to far from each other and different interests now days. It´s strange really but I can´t say I miss them even if we did everything together back then. Well that´s life I suppose 🙂
Have a great day!
Christer.
May 26, 2011 at 8:56 pm
Christer,
No sun again today and it spit rain later in the afternoon. High today was 67°.
It’s true as I don’t miss most of them, but there are some I’d love to find. We share a fun, youthful past.
May 26, 2011 at 2:50 pm
My parents raised their three boys to be full of wanderlust. None of us live anywhere near our hometown – and I rarely miss my hometown.
I DO miss a few people who live there, but surprisingly (to me anyhow), not a lot of them.
I’ve never made friends easily. I’m not quite sure why. But I have a few old time friends, but only a few.
s
May 26, 2011 at 9:02 pm
s,
My extended family lives close together; none is more than an hour away except for my family. My brother and I live here, and my sister lives in Colorado. I am the worst at getting to family parties. It falls to my sister Sheila to represent us.
I lost most of my old time friends, but my cape friends have been friends for nearly 40 years.
May 26, 2011 at 4:38 pm
I have two friends from my childhood who visit each year and one friend and I plan a week up in DC where we grew up together. We met in the 5th grade there. But even though the three of us were raising our family we called and kept the friendships going all these years and of course daily now with email. I also have an Army buddy from the Vietnam era and we keep in touch by email. He struck gold with a fortune 500 company and is sailing his yacht around the world. His emails are amazing to read and he stops in Peru next week.
May 26, 2011 at 9:04 pm
Z&Me,
I think it’s great when you can hold on to a long time friendship. As I wrote, I have one from my childhood. We met when I was in the fourth grade, she the fifth.
I think shared experiences make keeping friends close all that more important.