If you’re in “middle age”, as I am, you probably have wondered – at least once – what happened to a friend that you haven’t seen or heard from in years. I know I have. Now that may be because, whenever I get a close friend, God or fate or whatever seems to feel it necessary to pull the plug on that by having them move far away. I have friends in South Dakota, South Carolina, Delaware, and Maryland. I don’t have many close friends who live nearby right now. I don’t know why – perhaps I’ve learned to put up a wall so I don’t have to experience that feeling of loss anymore.
I’ve been fairly content in my semi-isolation. I have a husband who is my best friend and many close acquaintances. What more could I ask for?
Maybe that’s what’s getting to me – I didn’t ask for anything. But I got a great, big, unexpected gift dropped into my lap! An old A former boyfriend – from 40 years ago. My cousin told me about his blog and I couldn’t resist – I read the whole thing! I left a comment. Got an e-mail back. Spent almost 2 hours on the phone last night, catching up. It felt like old times. I actually gave him my blog info. He is now the only other person in the world who knows who I really am, the first being my husband.
I feel like a school girl again – nervous, giddy, silly. It’s so unlike me. Maybe it’s because no one has ever come back into my life before. There are some who have left permanently by dying; some who have left by moving away though we stay in touch occasionally; some who have left by growing in other directions. But no one has come back before now and I feel like my world has turned upside down.
I can’t wait to see what happens next. One thing I know for certain – there’s a big doorway in that wall right now.