I've often thought that my soul is invisibly velcroed to the souls of others. No matter what time passes, no matter the spacial distance between us, the velcroed souls are still connected.
I have experience this with several people from high school: Jennifer, Will and Toni being three.
I had awaited Toni's arrival for weeks on end. I couldn't wait to see my dear friend in person again. I hadn't spent any real time with her since the summer of 1989 when I went to see her in Arizona just after she moved. I saw her for 5 minutes at my high school graduation and that was it.
Due to the miraculous gift of the Internet, she and I made contact just a few short years ago. I know all about her family, her life in Arizona, her puppies, etc. But, did I still really know her? I must admit that Friday morning when she texted me that she landed, a slight nervous feeling took me over for a moment. What if one or both of us had changed so fundamentally that we didn't have anything to chat about? What if we didn't know how to act?
Oh my, after 20 years of not even being in the same time zone we were about to spend 48 solid hours with each other.
I stepped outside to have a cigarette and saw the Rapid Rover van approach my building. The few seconds of jitters dissipated. The driver opened Toni's door and we ran toward each other, arms outstretched. An enormous hug ensued.
Velcro. It was sheer velcro.
2 comments:
I feel truly touched Jen. You made my day. We really need to try and see each other more often. When Isa we I mean me. By the way, that is my hand in the back of the group shot.
XOXO - Will
It's true -- there are some people that come and go and then there are some that are always there. You're an always there. :)
And I tried to find you in the picture!
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