Coming out on the other side of a dreary winter, it’s feeling like it’s hard for me to totally get into the swing of things these days. Pumpkin has had a major week, milestone-wise. She crawled (just a few times though, she still prefers rolling), she said “ma ma ma” (indescriminately, but I’ll take it), and she’s started to wave. She’s certainly more mobile, so I have spent a lot of time in pick-up mode — running around picking up tiny pieces of fluff that end up on our carpet from who knows where before she puts them in her mouth. I have to watch her with an even sharper Eagle Eye than before, and whew man, I’m exhausted! Is it sad to say that I had more time for personal emails and phone calls when I was working outside the home?!
Lately, I’ve been doing a lot of thinking about friends that I’ve lost touch with along the way. It’s always amazing to realize that friends who I was once so in-tune with, spent so much time with, have completely fallen off the radar, with no reasons why. The friend that I spent the most time with during college I last saw at my wedding… nearly six years ago. And I miss her. I wonder what’s happened to her, and how her life is going. She was a unique person, so creative and funny and our bond over music, histories, and creative pursuits was so different from any of my other friendships. And now? I have no idea what she is doing, or where she is, and that makes me sad.
One of my best friends lives less than five miles away from me, and I’ve not seen her in two months! When we spoke yesterday I said to her, “I saw you more frequently when you lived 30 miles away.” We promised we’d do lunch next week, but, sadly, with her, I know that those plans were probably “penciled-in” – as she’s not the most reliable friend I’ve got.
And the rest of us? The ones I keep in touch with all the time? We’ve all got so much on our plates right now – busy, obligations with work and family life, and things just have a way of getting away from us. It’s hard, but I’m hoping that there will soon be light at the end of the tunnel. I’m hoping that once tax season is over, life will be less chaotic in our house and I’ll be able to plan to have a life a bit outside my house.
To my friends that I haven’t been doing the best job keeping up with – know that I’m thinking of you and I miss you.