Last week I reintroduced myself to an old friend. It is probably close to 15 years or so since I last saw this guy. Can’t say that I recall how we lost touch or why. I just know that we did.
During the last few decades or so there have been a handful of times when we ran into each other. And each time was punctuated by a moment in which I thought that maybe we would restore our relationship. You know, we’d get a chance at renewing the bond, but it never quite happened.
After a while I must have just given up. Time passes and we forget how things used to be. The passion isn’t quite so strong and memories fade. But there is such a thing as redemption.
I know. I have seen it happen before. Can’t say that I thought about it happening to me, but I am glad that it did. I followed an impulse and chased Alice into the rabbit hole. One thing led to another and I find myself sharing this time not just with you, but with the dear old friend I mentioned above.
Want to see what he looks like? I have a photo. It is not perfect, but it will give you the general idea.
Janet,
Me too. 🙂
ooooh I love old friends like this 🙂
Nice you’re wearing pants again, Jack.
Tired of the kilt. What can I say.
JB,
A shidduch. Time for a drink. To life, to life….
RR,
Your husband is clearly a man of good taste.
Heh heh.
My husband likes those jeans, too.
And here I thought you might nail me with some horrifying pic. I know a good friend that might go well with your old friend…
Nice you’re wearing pants again, Jack.
LOL
Seriously, though, those are the only jeans I’ll wear.