Friends

"..I woke up one day and everything was different."

If you know me well enough, you know I hate change. I like keeping things in life simple and familiar. Growing up, my family had to move a lot, so I wasn't able to build long term friendships. During middle school, I built a close friendship with my class, which then led to me moving to Glendale and never seeing them. It's been about six years, and I have only seen one or two of my classmates. I felt like I woke up one day and everything was different. New city, new school - had to start from scratch. Going to a private school made the entire class feel like a family, so losing that after all those years, was dramatically felt. I figured we would all stay in contact, but we never did. Phone numbers and contacts changed, and we all forgot about each other. I have heard from others no one ever really asked about me after I left, and if they did, it wasn't in any positive way. I would assume that's true because of the multiple sources, and what really bothers me, is that after all these years, I still try to keep those friendships alive. After trying all I could to find them, contact them, the most I get out of my past friends is, "How have you been? It's been a long time."

I'm not asking for much, I just miss the past. I have mentioned we should all get together and reunite, because most of the class did go their separate ways after graduation - and even though they do get together every year, it has never been asked of me to join. I don't take it offensively, nor am I saddened by it. I do, however, feel left out. My sister went to the same school as I did, and she sees my past classmates ocassionally, but again, they don't show any interest. I wish I could meet these old friends one more time, and see how everyone is doing after so many years, but I doubt I ever will. They all look happy, though, so I'm glad they're living a good life. I wish them nothing but the best, regardless of what they think of me today. I haven't been raised to hold a grudge or to hate someone. But if I ever get a chance to speak with them again, I'd tell them I miss them.