Life happens, people move in, move out, move up, move along. It seems like over the past several years, some very wonderful people have moved in and then moved along. My life was touched in some important way that was evidently intended for the moment. The internet has made the world a much smaller place, but even so, we can lose touch very easily.
Quite some time ago I was the one that moved along, when I left Birmingham to move to the Gulf Coast. It was a good move for me, but it carried a cost. Vowing to keep in touch, of course that reserve faded with time. Even the annual Christmas cards were eventually abandoned.
Many years before that, I left my home town for military service, again, a good move but with its own cost. Throughout the years that have intervened between then and now, many, many very good friends have passed through my life.
I thank God for Facebook, really I do. I’m reconnecting with some of those old friends and connecting for the first time with some of my family.
But not all.
There are still some significant friendships that I’d like to renew, that I haven’t found on Facebook yet. I haven’t given up hope, I keep searching every couple of months for those names; roommates out in California, study buddies at UAB and TSU, fellow torture victims at Defense Language Institute.
Even now, having set down my own set of roots, I know that any day now I could receive notice of another friendshift. It happens.
Let’s not lose touch!