>Someone you didn’t want to let go, but just drifted
This will most likely end up being a long post. But, without the proper background, this message -if there is one – might be lost.
Here is a bit of a background:
When I graduated high school, my original intent was to move out of the country to go to medical school. After much research, I found a school that would take me without the Pre-Med requirement. I will not get into too many details Also, the classes would be offered in English- another plus. My plan was that once I earned my degree, I could come back to the States and go to school in order to be able to practice medicine. Now, that I think about it, that was a pretty stupid plan! Oh well…no one said that being seventeen years old gave me any wisdom.
Anyway, I took a semester off before my adventure outside of the States. Most of my high school friends moved onto college, jobs, etc. Everyone thought I would be moving away.
As it turns out, I met my now ex-husband. Instead of getting in back in touch with everyone I knew, I decided that my ex and his friends needed all my attention. His friends were now my new friends. Every single moment from there on was spent with my ex and another one of his friends.
I also became a recluse…I only had time to be with the ex, his friend, and food.
My old friendships were lost.
Out of all of the friends I gave up, there was one person in particular that was never forgotten. We met through some friends in high school and became pretty close.
Our friendship always reminded of the one between Daria and Jane in the show Daria. Just picture me a lot bigger, but with the same sarcasm. Jane, the one on the right, looks a lot like my friend. They share the same cool aura of mysticism. We had fun.
The last time I spoke with this friend, she was having a rough time at home. Then, she moved out of the country and, according to some people, she had a child. In my mind, there was no way I could find her in another country. I did not call her house because I thought her parents had moved out to a new place. At least, that was my understanding.
Two years ago, thanks to the magic of myspace, I was able to find her. I did not think that she would remember me. To my surprise, she did remember me. Not only that, she had been looking for me. But, since I myspace and facebook are under my middle and maiden name, she could not get a hit on me!
The funny thing…she was back in the States, had two girls, and STILL LIVED in the same apartment with her parents! I felt like such a bad friend for not looking harder for her. She had such a sad story to tell me. However, she was doing well. We made plans to see each other.
We met again on my daughter’s first birthday. It was such a fun reunion.
She had to move out of the country at the end of 2009.
I was so devastated.
We didn’t get a chance to say a proper goodbye.
She has been away for over a year, but still keep in touch.
I would never let her get away again.
We lean on each other.
I miss her.
|A better rendition of Daria and Jane|