It’s a funny thing, you know, to look back through memories and see how someone you know has changed. Sometimes it’s just something you realize one day, sometimes it’s something you can track through words and photographs. But it’s inevitable that people change, for better or for worse.
It’s a funny thing to realize that you don’t really talk to some people anymore. Not because of a fight or anything along those lines, but because people drift apart or take different paths through different life journeys. One minute, there just there, a part of your life. And the next, you’re lucky enough (or unfortunate enough) to have them cross your mind once a month.
It’s a funny thing to watch someone choose to live a different life and you can literally watch them change, move away from what they could have been into something that wastes their talents and their kindness and their genuine-ness.
Humanity is a funny thing. It really is.
I always believed that when I became older, situations life handed you would be easier to understand, that you would know what to do and how to deal with them. I’ve learned it’s not much different now than when I was younger. When you’re little, every dramatic situation seems like life or death and you never see the positive outcome from it. Not much has changed as I’ve grown up. Or maybe I’m not finished growing up. Perhaps we’re never actually finished growing up. Every person, every day, every situation is different and never alike. I think that’s what makes it the hardest – you’ve experienced a similar situation, but it’s never identical, so the dealing process is always different. Just like goodbye.
In my life I have moved three or four different times. A few of those moves have been to different cities and one of them to a new country. But I’ve never become fearless of goodbye. It’s hard every time.
This evening I received a phone call from someone I consider a best friend, a truly loyal friend and she’s received her dream job and is moving in a matter of days. Just like that. Life happens and you don’t always expect it to, but it does. Everyone always says, “it’s not goodbye, it’s see you later.” Well, unfortunately in my life I have not experienced that. Perhaps it will come as I learn and grow older. We shall see.