Catching Up with Old Friends

This is one of those things that, prior to starting on the anti-depressants, I don’t think I’d have seen myself doing. Back then, if I was in the same position, I’d try to do anything to get out of talking to old friends from High School, or to talk to them for as short of a time as possible before pulling myself away to do something else.

However, a couple of weeks ago, I was at an event at my church – basically a fund raiser meal for the church itself that has been going on for a few years now – and while I was getting my meal, I spotted my friend from High School helping out in the kitchen.

A bit of history is probably necessary here – she actually grew up in a different town to me, but we wound up going to the same middle and high schools after her family moved to my town. We then were a part of the marching band and did a heck of a lot of stuff together, including going to band camp one week, and the trips to Washington and California. Then, after we graduated, we kept in contact by email, and I still can’t forget the time when we chatted on the phone about a couple of our other friends who were in a relationship. She told me that I had to be sitting down for the news, and it turned out that there was something about a proposal between the two of them. Of course, the hilarity is that I thought the thing I was going to be told was that she had gotten pregnant. Of course, the girl we were talking about was kind of a prude, sort of, but not really.

Trust me, the stories I have are really good, and the memories are all good as well. πŸ™‚

Although she hadn’t gone to the same church (or for that matter, was a member of the same denomination), she was now involved after marrying one of our members, whom she had met while we all were in High School. But I digress. πŸ˜‰

As I was walking through the line, she called me out and I responded; she asked me where my “tech vest o-meter” was, and I said that I hadn’t worn them for a long time now; which is true, I think they’re in my “keep for later” closet, I’m not even sure anymore… Anyway, the basic pleasantries were exchanged and we (my mother and I) went to eat our meals.

A little while later, as we were up in the main part of the church waiting for a gospel music concert to start, I heard my friend (she has a voice that can carry πŸ˜‰ ) out in the lobby. At first, I had the “old” thoughts of “please don’t attract attention to me” in my mind, but then I decided that I’d go do something else, which is where this story takes a definite turn for the better.

I go into the lobby and as soon as I’m down there, I’m cornered right away. I didn’t try to get out of it and say that I was going to do something else, I decided that I’d start to talk about myself. Now, she knows that I never got my license when I was still in school, so that was the first thing that I mentioned, and I did it in quite the good way. I said “I have something”, went for my wallet, opened it and showed off the license.

That led to the first hug. Now, I’m not a hugging person; it’s just something that I wasn’t brought up to do, but I am always willing to accept one when offered. Of course, the suggestion was brought up that she’d have to find me a “pimp mobile”, and then I suggested a turbo car, but was reminded that Turbo could equal speeding tickets down the track.

Then we got into talking about how I had my orange “can you see me now?” shirt for the walking, and then showed my shoes off, which led to another moment of happiness that I was looking for fashion. Not only the fashion, but considering that the shoes I wear now only cost $27, also a bargain hunter.

I then mentioned that I had a DVD collection, being clear that the DVDs weren’t all of movies, but of things I’ve acquired through cheap means, however that I had watched movies. Again, for her, to see me actually caring about pop culture was a shock which led to another hug (can you tell that this is in her style? πŸ˜‰ ).

The other thing that I was praised about (due to shock) was that I actually had a mobile phone; during school, I didn’t think that they were necessary, but in 2004, I decided that I’d get one, which is another story in itself, which ends in me being glad I did go with the phone plan I did.

In the end, we said our goodbyes and went our separate ways, but this is one of those experiences that will stick in my mind – for all the right reasons. The best part is that afterwards, my mom mentioned to me that they had talked and my friend mentioned that I had changed a lot and that the changes were really good. Can I just say that I’m extremely proud of myself for that? πŸ˜€

4 thoughts on “Catching Up with Old Friends

  1. Good for you!!! It is so great that you felt good about what you had done… but must’ve been such a good feeling to get such great feedback through your mom.

    I know exactly what you’re saying. I spent so much time trying to avoid people from my past… for no good reasons. Now I’m much more likely to walk up and say hello and see how people are doing.

  2. You know, this is when we can say we have really matured πŸ™‚ I am smiling as I read your story ‘coz it reminds me so many similar moments… I used to be very very shy and used to avoid people at any cost, especially the talkative ones (well, I still do) but over time I’ve definitely gotten better…

    hey, you got two hugs from her πŸ˜€ that was nice… always good to accept ’em when offered for free πŸ˜†

  3. Cugat – Yeah, I guess that might just be what you’d call it. Of course, the timespan I have to get the information passed is much greater here than IRL πŸ˜‰

    Colleen – Definitely – after we left, I couldn’t help but have this great feeling of satisfaction in myself. I was really proud of what I did πŸ˜‰

    Pearl – I really have matured a lot in the last couple of months; and I can’t blame you exactly for wanting to avoid overly-talkative folks, hehe πŸ™‚ And definitely, I’ll accept the hugs when they’re free πŸ˜‰

    Thanks y’all! πŸ˜‰

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