Recently I re-connected with an old friend. We are talking OLD friend. I had not seen him since 1985.<\/p>\n
A strange thing … to be so damn old. A strange thing to be able to say “I have not seen him since 1985” and NOT mean “I have not seen him since I was 3 years old.”<\/p>\n
It was amazing on multiple levels … but what I am really left with is: I recognized him still.<\/p>\n
I’m not talking about his face.<\/p>\n
I’m talking about who he is<\/u>. His personality. His essence.<\/p>\n
He has changed, yes. As have I. But … the reason we were once friends … so long ago … still exists.<\/p>\n
An amazing thing. Because of this I have felt, somehow, very close to the young girl I once was. The teenager. She feels very near. Peeking around the corners at me, observing the me I am now, the me I have become …<\/p>\n
Sometimes that’s a cool thing, but at other times, it is very disconcerting.<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"
Recently I re-connected with an old friend. We are talking OLD friend. I had not seen him since 1985. A strange thing … to be so damn old. A strange thing to be able to say “I have not seen … Continue reading