I have moved - at this point - 4 major times.
Each time I have moved I have left a significant number of friends behind.
I often times wonder if they ever stop to wonder what ever happened to that strange kid with the hair. I've tried a several times to find some of my good friends long since gone mostly to no avail. Every once in a while I'll find one of them to realize that the person I knew those many years ago is no longer but has evolved into someone I don't quite recognize. I suppose it's the same with me in that case. I suppose that's the way of life.
I am particularly looking for one friend from elementary school who I have not talked to since he moved to Canada in the 6th grade now well over a decade ago. I wonder what happened to him.
My friends from my first high school - few as they may have been and as much as I'm sure no one remembers my departure as a sad thing - I wonder still. So much has happened since then, we've grown up. We have started our adult lives and in the whirlwind of being human caught up in the excitement of new and wondrous things I have found myself an awful long way from home.
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