The Days of Old
Lately I've been talking to my best friend more on the phone. Usually we talk quite a bit but not really about anything important, it's more talking because we're working on something cooperatively or we need help with a practical matter. That changed in a way. He and his wife experienced a miscarriage recently and as selfish as this sounds, that may be the reason the two of us have found a reconnection. I'm in no way happy about the way the reconnection came about, but nonetheless, our friendship has started growing again for the first time in a while.
So maybe "The days of old" isn't the best title for this posting, since we aren't just a couple of high school friends trying to relive the past. We are two high school friends who take our friendship seriously enough to not take our friendship seriously. We don't "work" on it, it just happens. There will come another season when we don't get to talk (really talk) as much as either one of us wants, but that's ok. A real friendship isn't dependent on the amount of time in the same room (or city) or the amount of time talking on a phone. It's being connected enough to still share your life with them. And that's what we do best, we keep each other actively involved in each other's lives.
The days of old were great, some of the best days. But the days ahead will no doubt prove to be our finest days.
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