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Wednesday, May 30, 2018
Saturday, February 17, 2018
The great thing is that she doesn't remember the bad stuff
that transpired between us. The sad thing is she doesn't remember most of the good stuff either. As I wrote about my guilty feelings and regret over incidents in the last blog post, it seems I might have over-reacted all these years ...
But only because Lisa doesn't recall any of it. I didn't refresh her on most of the bad stuff. I figured it was my chance to start over with her. Lisa asked me why we ever lost touch. I also asked her if she remembered the stare-down in Starbucks in 2010. She has no recollection of it, of ever seeing me there. When we first reunited over the phone she warned me before I even spoke, of just the few things she does remember. She told me that she's always had this memory problem. She has been through a brain scan apparently as well. She didn't go into much detail beyond saying that there is nothing seriously wrong with her.
I asked Lisa that if she doesn't remember most of these things, how does she remember being best friends with me. She replied that while her memory is bad she recalls how great she felt being best friends with me. I will take it. It's like God gave me a do-over.
This has been a most strange reunion, but it's almost as if nothing bad transpired and I got to pick right up 14 years later with the best friend status we once had. Maybe one day Lisa will remember more of it. Only physical distance really separates us now. We are also both domesticated -- me as a housewife and her as a stay-at-home new mother. I am quite glad I reached out.
Wednesday, January 24, 2018
Tuesday, January 23, 2018
Tuesday, November 28, 2017
The thing is I've never gotten over losing this friendship. Lisa was really the best friend I ever had. She made me laugh so much, she opened my world up, and even more she got me out a jam quite a few times. The friendship dissolved because one too many times I snapped at her while she was in the middle of helping me out. What an ingrate I was. I wasn't angry at her. It was lack of thought. You know when you are so comfortable around someone you don't even think about how you act? I should have been more self-aware, especially when she went out of her way to help me ...
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