Friend Who Re-AppearedDecember 12, 2007
This is Part 3 of the Friend Who Disappeared; I want to stay upbeat. For Part 2, go here.
Last week, I was able to visit with the friend that I was worried had chosen to take a break from communicating with me. Such was not the case, or, maybe it was and she decided time was right for a re-contact.
Lunch. We met for lunch at a nice Italian restaurant somewhere in the ‘burbs of DC that lies on the 66 cooridor in Virginia. I spent from 6 am that day riding in a car, then a plane, then a bus, then a train. [oops, I was supposed to be on orange, why am I on blue?!] Snow, and slush, and mist, and cold.
She bought, she insisted. We enjoyed the full course: appetizer – calamari, salad, entry – I had eggplant parmesan, and dessert – Tiramisu! with coffee. It was quite tasty and we had a blast talking! She is that friend that time doesn’t exist; no awkward conversation ever, just catching up and ALL GOOD.
She even had a gift for me. A composite of travels through Target, Giant, etc – the only places she frequents with children in tow. This packaged collection of goodies was over a year in the making! She did not realize, nor did I scold her! that it was February when we last talked.
Or I received an email, a letter, any contact whatsoever.
And, now, ALL IS FORGIVEN. We two really do have the most vastly different of life descriptions! She with 4 kids and a full-time high-falutin’ job. and me, …well, none of that.
This feels like a boring post, but I wanted to say it. I get so many searches to this blog about ‘friends who disappear’ that I suspect that someone is using this tag to re-find me! Having wondered about ‘that blog’ that had a post about friendship…
where IS it? oh! I don’t remember! something about jumping and ideas? Some chick that is curious and calls herself “C”? but, definitely that post about disappearing friends… If I search on that, I’ll find that blog again…
Sounds like something I do…
So let’s wax poetic. Which sounds really strange to me, but it’s a saying somewhere. Moonbeam will probably have to look it up for me – it’s probably in wikipedia?!
Why do we yearn for those friendships that have gone stale? or abruptly ended? or simply wandered off with no one noticing… What about US? Rather than wonder why someone isn’t calling me back, how much do I hound them about it, and generally whine and cry… I must ask, is there anyone crying about ME not calling back?
Have I been the untrue friend? Is there someone that I have treated shabbily? Is it just the cycle of life that friends come and go? I have read other blogs that have touched on this topic and it all reflects so much pain.
I can only wish and strive to be a better friend now, to the friends that are in my path, right now. And to consider anyone that I may need to reach for. And to not let it stress me, when someone doesn’t return a call in a day or a month or a year. Let ‘em go and maybe they’ll come back…