Here's to Dads! – Start of the Trail
I have always been a social butterfly. Put me in a room with people and within 15 minutes I will walk out with a new friend. Now that we have hit the one-year mark since the pandemic started, I started thinking about all of the people in my life. I’ve been thinking about the different friendships that have endured the pandemic and those that ended long before COVID was a thing. My thoughts then evolved to my journey through life, it wouldn’t be the same without the friendships of my past and present. While I am very fortunate to have amazing people in my friend circle, I was starting to mourn the losses of my old friends. These old friendships used to be almost effortlessly intertwined into my everyday life; daily texts, weekly dinner dates, group chats, you name it. Now we are lucky if our lives align again for just a few moments while we are shopping or we happen to be invited to the same special event. However, most of my old friends will not cross my path again. I will not see them at the grocery store or at an upcoming wedding. So to those old friends, this is for you.
Dear Old Friends,
We had great times together. We can’t forget our middle school basketball tournaments and my dad snoring so loud that you didn’t sleep all weekend. Remember when we used to play hide and seek in Wal-Mart because we wanted to get out of the house but had nowhere else to go. How about those late nights in college trying to finish our homework, or meeting up in the morning after a party to talk about everything that happened the night before. I’ll never forget the time you made me a cake to cheer me up after my high school boyfriend broke up with me, thank you. You were there after each major life event to either cheer me up or celebrate with me.
It has been years since we have seen each other. It has been years since we went out for dinner, talked on the phone, or sent a text. These days we do our catching up looking at the photos we post on our social accounts. And yes, I did creep on ALL of your wedding photos and family photos when you posted them. I hope you do the same. My heart smiled when I heard through the grapevine that your dreams came true. When you bought that big house in the woods you wanted, moved to that city you always talked about, and landed the career and title you deserved. I was jumping for joy when you announced the pregnancies of each of your children. I was ecstatic when you married the love of your life.
I look back to how our lives have evolved. I envy how simple it was to be friends back then. Back when a 3-hour drive across the state only felt like an hour or we were both able to hang out any time of the day or night. At one time we never thought we would go through a major life event without each other. We always thought our paths would be side by side, but at one point we hit a fork in the road and our paths drifted further and further apart. Sometimes, I’m extremely sad that we drifted apart or outgrew each other, but I remind myself we wouldn’t be where we are or who we are without each other.
Old friends, I appreciate all the times you stood up for me, for hugging me so tight after my mom passed away, for the care package after my heart attack, and for not judging me on how off-key I was when we drive around town jamming in high school. I cherish every memory we have made and hope that as your children grow you share some of our crazy stories. Well, only the ones that make us look really cool. Don’t ever forget that I will always be cheering you on from afar and if you need me I will be there. While I accept the fact that our paths will probably never cross again, I always hope that they will. And if they do I know it will feel like it has only been months and not years since we saw each other and we will have a lot of catching up to do. Until then, I will continue to cherish our crazy adventures. ~Mollz