I'm a girl, not a band!!!
2002-06-03 17:48:29 (UTC)

Letters from the past....

I don't remember if I mentioned it, but I got an email from
a girl who I was friends with in middle school. Almost 10
years ago.....she found my sister, emailed her, and Ri
forwarded it to me. The friend is living in a house in
Rhode Island, and working. Her family who was like my
family is now in North Carolina. It's just odd....the cycle
of life. You are a child, and the whole world is so
slow..you can't wait to grow up, to drive, to date, to get
married, and you know your friends will be your friends
forever. Then you graduate from high school, go on to
college, and for the most part, lose all those people from
your past. You make new friends, and your family, though
you still love them, seems to fade into the background as
you don't seem to need them much anymore. You get a job,
have your own life and then it's a race to death. Why does
the world feel like it's getting faster as I get older? A
very interesting phenomenon. (bonus points for using
phenomenon) Sometimes, on certain days, I wish I could go
back...I think 7 years old would be good. Old enough to
have sleep overs, to be able to communicate what you want
and what you need, but still able to be cuddled and tucked
into bed and you're too small to do the laundry by yourself
(at least in my case). But, overall, I'm glad we can't go
back, though it is nice to dream. The memories are part of
me, and I think that my past is a huge part of who I am.
I'm not saying that I live in and dwell on the past, but
it's mine, and I made the choices and I'm pretty happy with
them. Yes, look towards the future, what comes tomorrow,
but remember you past, or you are doomed to repeat it.

Thoughtfully yours,