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Misunderstood

"She's not crazy just a little misunderstood."-BTE

Sunday, February 15, 2004

My life is so interesting

On Valentines night, Bob and I embarked on our ice skating escapade (or "icecapade" if you will :P) of the night. After searching for the entrance to the rink for about a half hour, our efforts were rewarded with the lady at the desk turning us away because skating was over in a half hour and would resume in 1 hour. So we walked around downtown for awhile, got some fresh air, got mad at each other, made up, and eventually made our way back to the rink to watch a league hockey game for the remaining time left until we could skate. The last time I had attended a live hockey game (professional or otherwise), I was in grade school, so this was fun for me (my team managed to score 4 points in the 1st period!). After the first period was over, we proceeded to finally lace up our skates and step onto the ice. Good lord I hadn't been skating in a looooong time. But as the old adage goes, it was just like riding a bike in that you never forget how, and about an hour and a half of ice skating commenced thereafter. I had such a great time, it was so much fun!

Throughout the duration of skating, memories of myself, Kate, Sarah Sparks, and her little brothers flashed through my mind. I had forgotten how much fun we used to have together in the old days, and I long for those times again. They say true friendship spans the years and lives on in people, but is that really true? I haven't talked to Sarah in about 3 years, nor hung out with her in about 4. But I did and still do consider her a friend. I realize we've both gone our separate ways in life, and that the goings-on of our individual lives somewhat inhibit us from hanging out and spending time together, but that doesn't prevent me from feeling some regret about the part I played and continue to play in our lapsed friendship. Now, my friendship with Kate has truly spanned the years and we remain great friends (and roommates) to this day. But I owe some of that to the outcome of the paths of our lives converging here and there. What happens when our paths finally diverge here in the next year? I can only hope that both Kate and myself will actually put forth real effort to stay close in friendship, which I know we will do.

I didn't mean to make the above thought about any specific person from my life, I just got to thinking about a few people that I used to be so close to who now I have no clue where they're at or what they're doing. Such is life, I realize, but the ache is still there.

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