A couple weeks ago I was laughing and visiting with the lady who lives in the basement apartment where I live. She died Friday morning. She died of cancer.
Six months ago I was living and working in Utah. Now I go to visit Utah and when I refer to home I am referring to Washington.
The people I talked to everyday a year ago are people I never talk to now. The people I went to high school with, college with, the people I lived with...most are just memories now. Weird. Perhaps I catch up with some (can I even call it 'catch up) when I read their blogs or send an occasional email with the basic "How are you? What have you been up to?" But most of my very best friends from the past are people I hardly know.
Time allows people to fall in love and fall out of love. Time creates best friendships. Time allows hearts to heal. Time allows headaches to go away. It allows them to develop too. Time, about 9 months of time, creates a functional human. It creates a life.
I saw a picture of myself the other day...it was a picture that was taken a couple years ago. I didn't know that person anymore. So much life has happened to me. Time (or perhaps just life...or maybe a combination of both) has changed me.
I saw a picture of myself the other day...it was a picture that was taken a couple years ago. I didn't know that person anymore. So much life has happened to me. Time (or perhaps just life...or maybe a combination of both) has changed me.
Not only does it change how I look but it changes how I feel and think. It changes how I live (or if I live), it changes everything.
I like time sometimes. Other times I don't.
3 comments:
I love this post, this really resonated with me. I think that happens a lot, especially when you move away from "home". People that you grow up with, even family, just change so much when you aren't around them... but you change to. It's like walking into the twilight zone when I go back to Utah. I also like what you said about the pictures. I was looking at a picture of me the other day and it was before I was robbed in my house, and I though what I would give to have that innocent mind again, no fear. But at the same time, I've changed, I'm much more cautious, I'm a totally different person. I wouldn't trade the lessons learned, but I miss the carefree person that I used to be. You are a fabulous writter my friend. {Sorry about your neighbor}
I would totally love to see you--I will be in salt lake are for christmas from Dec 24 to 29 and Logan from Jan 1 to 3. I have been meaning to call you, but have waited for a chunk of time because we have sooo much to talk about. I love ya. Hope you are doing well. Lets for sure get together.
BASSF
I ate Cranberry sauce with my turkey on Thanksgiving and told all the folks in Jordan how I never liked cranberry sauce till you made me eat it, and i loved it ;) GOOD times. I like this post. I like them all. You possess one of the deepest minds I know, love you for it :) I was thinking about your traveling experiences in Europe, and comparing your stories to my experiences in the middle east. I could not have done it alone! I took a trip for a few days to go Scuba-diving in the red sea, and took John's little brothers as body guards. Good thing too, because even with them by my side I got SIX marriage proposals, and I am not kidding. Course it's probably different in Europe. Anyway...you are cool. Happiest holidays! Love you BASSF!!!
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