Away from the beach
I am intrigued by the whole concept of long term friends. I have a few; people I’ve known for almost a lifetime. But, there are others that I have met for brief moments that continue to be in my orbt. Akin to comets.
The overall community in my life is large. Geography on a continental scale. Aid I have family that I don’t see very often. Weddings, wakes, what have you. I have siblings that I haven’t seen up close for several years. We probably will recongnizee one another. DNA. How about the others>
This afternoon, a video call, Technology. Except, these are people we know from camping, and I haven’t done that for close to a decade. Never been with them, outside of the tent area. We now share references to childrn begetting grandchildren. And jobs that give way to retiremnt. Bouts of illness that didn’t kill anyone in the circle, yet. Is tis what gettign older is about?
I think I will have to be more attentive, going forward. Someone you saw for the last time will, eventually, be in that group that you see for the last time. Am I showing signs of getting olde? I know, it’s inevitable.
What’s the lesson? There isn’t one. Call it the “human condition”. Try to avoind finding friends under monuments, in those fields of memories. Invite your friends and family to come by for a coffee. A piece of carrot cake. Memoires, in conversation. The opportunities are NOT unlimted. Don’t wait for winter to morph into summer. Not every moment is improved by the beach.
