When the Past Greets You with a Warm, Familiar Smile
We’ve all had times in our
lives when an old friend calls or visits. You can tell when the friendship was
strong, because you feel as if no time had passed. All there is to catch up
with is the news from the time you last met.
I’m feeling very fortunate
today because my college roommate is coming to Nashville for a visit today. I
haven’t seen him in over twenty-five years. During those years he has been
married, had four children, divorced, and moved a couple times. Two of his
children are in their twenties. When I see pictures of the children on
Facebook, they remind me of my old friend and the days we were inseparable.
People always thought we were dating because we hung out so much. But the truth
was, I felt as if he knew me better than anyone in the world.
When you find a friend that
close, it’s as if you are mirrors for each other in good and, sometimes,
negative ways. Fortunately, for us, we never fought, which made the next phase
of our friendship in the early nineties terribly painful.
After he got married, his wife
took to intercepting my phone calls and letters. She even answered the phone a
couple times and told me that my friend didn’t want to speak with me. After his
divorce, I found him on Facebook. We began to chat almost every night. Finally,
I got the courage to ask him what happened during the extended time of no
communication.
To my complete surprise, he
told me that he had no idea I had called or written all those years. The news about
a friend’s dying message to him never reached him. The wife was so jealous of her
husband’s attention and afraid of his past, that she took to controlling him
and his life.
I went almost eighteen years
believing that one of my dearest friends in the world didn’t want to speak to
me anymore. I waited in the vast silence with despair and dismay as life took me
to places that I wished I could share with him, but couldn’t.
I was angered by his ex-wife’s
ploy, as was he. But, fortunately, the pain of the past is over and we have an
opportunity to rebuild what really was never broken. So, I wait for dinner
tonight with hope and expectation to see my old friend. We had funny things we
would say to each other that only we understood. I look forward to greeting him
with one of those secret messages. I know I’ll see a bright smile and lots of
love on the other end.
I also had a couple friends, a
married couple, who moved from New York City to Los Angeles In that time they had a couple children.
These two people were two of the closest friends I had in New York. When they
lived in New York, we talked at least twice a day, went to church together,
travelled together, supported each other in every aspect of our lives. As you
can imagine, when they moved, the amount of contact dwindled, as it often does.
However, I was shocked to find out it had been three years since we had spoken,
I no longer had their telephone numbers or address, and more importantly, their
life now included two small children. Why hadn’t they reached out and told me?
All of that information
together made me sad, because I had lost touch. I wondered if the reason they
had let our friendship wane was because they were of the ilk of Christianity
who believed that homosexuality was a sin. They had confronted me about it a
couple times, but I had hoped that because they had family members and many
friends who were gay, that this wasn’t the case. However, I let the thought
about it fester for a long time, making me resist contacting.
Finally, however, I just began
contacting mutual friends until I found their number and address. After which,
I visited and felt as if all was well and no space or time had come between us.
Their love for me never waned. In fact, as we all grew older, there was a new
sense of respect for each other that was refreshing and joyous.
I’m thankful for old friends. I
wish I had the moxie to stay in touch more with all of the ones who were very
special. Facebook does give me the opportunity to stay connected. I am very
grateful for these types of social media for making the world smaller and
increasing the ability to reconnect with old friends.
The biggest point here, though,
is to never stop believing in an old, loving relationship. You may not be able
to contact, write, call, or even visit. Real love, however, doesn’t slip away.
Season come and go with relationship. Sometimes we are close and sometimes
distant. But true love never wanes.
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