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Oh my! I just got the weirdest message from my bestest childhood friend over on Facebook. She's apologizing profusely for something that I don't ever remember her doing. *sigh* Would you like me to start from the beginning? Heh, well, I am whether you want me to or not! If you're bored by trivial stories, feel free to skip this one (I'm just writing in an effort to write here more often!!)
So, waaaaaay back in the day Nancy was my best friend (we even had the BFF necklace where we each had a half of the whole - remember those?). Even when our parents' jobs had us moving to different states (me, Illinois her, Iowa) we managed to stay friends. Yeah, even before the Internet we managed to stay connected through - GASP - the good old fashioned Post Office (I'm waiting for a call from Ken Burns for when he does a documentary on the last generation that used the Post Office as their primary method for keeping in contact over long distances). In fact, I still have all the letters she sent me (I should dig them out and read 'em). Eventually, my family moved back to MT but hers stayed in Iowa and I think that extra couple states between us was the beginning of the end. We basically both stopped writing (although, to this day I'm 100% sure it was my turn to write. My BAD!) so by the time she graduated high school (she was three years ahead of me in school) we both had let the friendship die. That's what I call a no muss, no fuss ending. Though I felt guilty for years for not writing.
Fast forward to 2009 we have our first direct (heh) contact since 1991. On Facebook we do the usual comment here and there with the occasional old timey reminiscence. Only this weekend, she sent me this long torturous email about how she's felt guilty for years for ending our relationship the way she did. She referred to "that day" as though we had a knock-down drag out horrible end. But I remember nothing of the sort but now I feel obligated to assure her that everything was/is ok. And it really is, for me at least. I'd offer to send her the letter she wrote me so we could focus more on the good times, but I'm not really sure I can bear to part with them. Heh, another thing to feel guilty about? Yay! Back to the status quo in this "relationship" for me!!
So, waaaaaay back in the day Nancy was my best friend (we even had the BFF necklace where we each had a half of the whole - remember those?). Even when our parents' jobs had us moving to different states (me, Illinois her, Iowa) we managed to stay friends. Yeah, even before the Internet we managed to stay connected through - GASP - the good old fashioned Post Office (I'm waiting for a call from Ken Burns for when he does a documentary on the last generation that used the Post Office as their primary method for keeping in contact over long distances). In fact, I still have all the letters she sent me (I should dig them out and read 'em). Eventually, my family moved back to MT but hers stayed in Iowa and I think that extra couple states between us was the beginning of the end. We basically both stopped writing (although, to this day I'm 100% sure it was my turn to write. My BAD!) so by the time she graduated high school (she was three years ahead of me in school) we both had let the friendship die. That's what I call a no muss, no fuss ending. Though I felt guilty for years for not writing.
Fast forward to 2009 we have our first direct (heh) contact since 1991. On Facebook we do the usual comment here and there with the occasional old timey reminiscence. Only this weekend, she sent me this long torturous email about how she's felt guilty for years for ending our relationship the way she did. She referred to "that day" as though we had a knock-down drag out horrible end. But I remember nothing of the sort but now I feel obligated to assure her that everything was/is ok. And it really is, for me at least. I'd offer to send her the letter she wrote me so we could focus more on the good times, but I'm not really sure I can bear to part with them. Heh, another thing to feel guilty about? Yay! Back to the status quo in this "relationship" for me!!
