Getting in touch with old friends and acquaintances feels like visiting islands of the past. Islands full of history, but also islands that time has molded since the last encounter. It feels both exciting and a little nostalgic.
Life is a bag full of surprises, some good, some bad. Some we choose, others we don’t. We just have to deal with them the best we can. When things are tough, meeting with friends that are familiar with one’s history can feel comforting. Just as it sometimes can feel better to share one’s thoughts with someone who isn’t.
When was the last time you sent your oldest friend a note? Do you know how he/she is doing? How about a cup of coffee and a chat to catch up?