Facebook is pretty crazy. The other day I got a message from my best friend from high school whom I haven’t seen since I stood for his wedding my Jr year in college. We ended up talking on the phone for an hour just catching up. We’re both fathers ~ crazy. He was a good friend, I even lived with him and his family during my senior year, until his stepdad kicked me out.
I’m really bad at staying in touch with people. Once when my friend Rich and I were arguing he said he was surprised how easily I can just drop my friends or forget about them. It kind of stung when I heard that but it’s true. If one of my friends move away out of state, I can easily forget about them. I mean we all are guilty of that to an extent. But I think I am extreme.
I’ve had a lot of time to think about my internal wiring and why I am that way, and I’ve come up with this. It’s because of my nomad lifestyle growing up. I moved a lot when I was growing up through high school. I think it was like 17 or 18 times. Anyways it was a lot.
I remember the first few times moving when I was a kid and getting really hurt having to leave my best friends. But after the 6th, 7th move I kinda got used to it. Callous, jaded, numb. After each move it was out with the old and in with the new. Yeah it sucked having to leave good friends and having to make new ones all the time, but you get used to it. So that’s it, that’s what I’ve come up with. But I’ve changed, and I’m trying to rewire the loose endings. Since college I’ve pretty much stayed in the same area and have maintained my relationships with my closest friends.
It’s actually my best friend Rich’s b-day this Saturday. It will be good to see him, and it was really good to hear from my old best friend Greg. I really hope we keep in touch.
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maybe i should join facebook to see who'd find me. i moved around a lot, too, way before high school so i know exactly what you mean.
the other day my father called me to tell me our pastor was called into korea and i shrugged and said "so? they'll send someone else and he'll be around." i don't know if i'm hardwired that way as oppose to maybe that's just the cold hard but simple truth: people come and go.
how's the new pastor?
Probably a little of both. But life makes you jaded.
It's funny but yesterday I told Mary I could never be a pastor, because I hate everybody.
Our pastor is cool. It's still new, but so far so good. Thanks for asking.
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