Hello friends...new friends, used friends.....(who wants to be an OLD friend?!)...okay, I do. Which brings me to todays topic....a lifetime of friends!
As I get into "this blogging thing", I've made numerous realizations. I've found that there are "gazillions" of interesting people out there! That, in itself, is no surprise, but that there are so many whose blogs make me want to sit down and have a cup of coffee with them, or tour Europe together - now THAT surprises me!
See, I've moved - MOVED - 30 times in my life. (...and I don't even consider myself to be "mid-life" yet!) My childish attitude of not wanting "new" friends - "I just want my OLD friends - closer!" keeps popping up. When that attitude is just about to destroy my chances of ever ironing pillowcases for company again, I meet someone...somewhere. An ACQUAINTANCE.
Whether it be online, in a class, at work, travelling, or a friend of my mom's that I just "have" to meet...I keep meeting people, in life and online...who I find absolutely fascinating.
What I find funny, being a lover of words, is that a REacquaintance brings warmer, fuzzier thoughts than an acquaintance! Usually, words that start with "re" have a USED, do-it-again feeling. Recycle. Repair. Regress. Regret. But to be reacquainted? It's not a word one generally uses with people or things not enjoyed! Which brings me to the picture of the bike.
Yesterday, I was compelled to take pictures of my old Western Flyer, thinking I might sell it on Etsy. It's not been used for ages, and I felt like "clearing out". I hadn't even looked at it in months, except to move it, in order to reach something else stored in the garage. But I got reacquainted with it, as I polished it for it's modeling debut. It looks so pretty, and the darn thing just makes me HAPPY! Like an old friend! So, the fact that the pictures were too large to upload on Etsy convinced me (temporarily) that I'm meant to keep it! Also, like an old friend!
Old friends have been returning to my life more regularly in the past few months. Some, I've hunted down. Others, have reappeared by pure happenstance. All have been refreshingly welcome. There is a bit of joy that comes with aging, despite what people will tell you. When one is young, people seem to leave....whether breaking up, moving, or moving on to other friends. When one is old, people migrate back - like a homecoming - returning to the warmth of an old friendship. And THAT, my friends, also makes me HAPPY!
Is it time for you to get back in touch with an old friend?
