Movin' On

Recently on Facebook I found a group of people I went to elementary school with. Many photos have been posted and everyone's recalling memories from those days. I remember just about everyone. I remember the names and stories and places.
People bring up streets I used to walk by on my way to school. Businesses we used to hang out at. I remember the Big Boy restaurant and the local swimming pool. I remember specifically that my sis and I practically lived at that pool. So much so that her hair remained green most of the summer. I also lived in a bikini most of the summer... ahhh to have those days back.

I was a quiet one, I would doubt if many of them truly remember me besides being a redhead in the class. Even though, I remember quite a few redheads.
I had a few close friends at that school, two girls in particular, who have been mentioned many times on the site, although neither are on FB or part of the group. I haven't thought of these girls in many years, but at the time they were my closest friends. My BFF's as they would say now.

Of course once you go down that road, you start remembering other people, other schools, other friends. People in your life you were as close as you could be to. And now... Nothing. We moved pretty often and I lost touch with so many. Alot of my friends had moved on, gotten married and started families while I was still a wanderer.

I know this isn't an original thought by any means, but it still surprises me that you can be so close to someone for a long period of time, but when it's over, it's over. You don't think about them, you don't talk or communicate, it's just over.
Of course the relationships that end badly, or maybe you were hurt or abused... those yes, I understand are truly over.
But what about that old boyfriend, or that ex-husband, or that best friend? At one time you loved this person, you were attached at the hip. They know everything about you, you were inseparable. Now.... not so much.

I know we all just change, we move on. Needs change, personalities change, and we don't connect anymore.
I start to think that those relationships were so much easier... the grade school friendships. You have your favorite buddy for lunch, or the field trips. You write colorful notes and pass in class. You buy matching shirts and think it's so cool to wear them to school on the same day. There were still the clicks, the mean kids, and bullies just like now, but all you needed was that one best friend.

Of course as I got older, moved out on my own and moved from city to city or state to state, the BFF is really just a memory.
What really is a BFF these days except a funny commercial or to make fun of Paris and Nicole? I think I'm beyond the BFF.

I really don't know where I'm going with this post, I seem to just be rambling now. I guess going down memory lane these last few days has just brought up some sadness and reminds me what having a best friend was like. I miss it.


Anyways..back to real life.....I have cards to buy, Christmas presents to order, wood to stock, animals to feed and some snow to shovel. WhooHoo!

**I've mentioned BFF like six times in this post. Bring on the searches.