I actually had day 1 yesterday, it was just in my junk email and I don't usually look in that scary folder, so now I am going to attempt to write day 1 AND day 2 today....we shall see.
Now onward to the prompt at hand...
"Men imagine that they communicate their virtue or vice only by overt actions, and do not see that virtue or vice emit a breath every moment". - Ralph Waldo Emerson
Who is one person that you’ve been dying to connect with, but just haven’t had the courage to reach out to? First, reflect on why you want to get in touch with them. Then, reach out and set up a meeting.
Jenny's parents always footed the phone bill for the long-distance calls we had on a regular basis. My mom always really appreciated her mother's kindness whenever I would call Jenny and her mom would answer and say "Oh, Jenny will call you right back!" just so they would get the phone charges and not us. Karen, Jenny's mom, knew my mom was a single parent and that money was always tight for us. Those phone calls with Jenny and our friendship, even though only by phone and letter and Christmas package, meant the world to me. We both wound up going through the same phases of liking various TV shows and toys and games. Power Rangers (I was the pink ranger and she the yellow), Beanie Babies, Sailor Moon and so on. We were always kindred spirits even though we were miles apart. (On a more reflective note, I met my husband, Vinnie, online playing Scrabble and we had a long distance relationship for the first 5 (and establishment) months of our relationship, before we even met in person. Maybe my long distance friendship with Jenny helped me to be able to endure the ups and downs and hardships of a long distance relationship. If that's the case, I have even more to be thankful for to Jenny than I thought to begin with.)
Jenny and I stayed in close contact through the rest of elementary school and all of middle school. Like most good things though, there somehow seems to always have to be an end. Our end was high school. Turning into "mini-adults" and having lives and real things to do all of a sudden, of course we lost touch. I have thought about trying to find Jenny several times and made several attempts in college to find her on Facebook and Myspace, but to no avail. Even before I sat down to actually create this post, I searched Facebook again for any sign of her, but nada. I still know her address and I'm sure I could contact her parents at that same phone number even, but I haven't gotten up the nerve to ever go that far.
As to why I want to reconnect with Jenny? There are many reasons. I miss her and want to know how she's doing of course, but it seems to go along with this feeling of where my life is going right now.
I mentioned in my first post that I feel I am at a crossroads and I'm hoping writing will help me figure things (whatever they are) out. Jenny was such an important and meaningful part of my life, I feel like having her back in it would be another anchor for my life. I don't make friends fast or often. Not true, lasting, deep friendships anyway. I mean, I'm a very likable person and all, but I've never been one to care for superficial, superfluous types of relationships, be it friends or otherwise. That's why I never dated anyone who I didn't at least see some small possibility of marrying someday. If I couldn't picture myself walking down the aisle with the guy, what was the point? Some would say, "oh you know, you've got to put yourself out there! Have fun....live a little!" Umm, ok, you do that. Not for me. Never was, never will be. Besides, that part's over with anyway. Married now and happy to be!
Anyway, it's the same thing with friendships for me, minus the aisle part. If I can't picture myself in 10 years sitting on a porch swing, drinking iced tea and cutting up about some random crazy thing with you, then I don't see the point. I can count my true, TRUE friends on one hand...barely. Unfortunately, from time to time, certain fingers, erm, friends I mean, fall off my hand. It's disappointing but what can you do. Live and let live? Pretty much. I'm learning not to get too attached to anyone until they really prove themselves. That way, when they let me down, I won't really care. Que sera sera, and all that jazz. Jenny was a friend who never let me down, a soul sister if you will (not to steal Train's thunder there). I don't find people very often who really get the REAL me. Jenny got me...
So in closing, I guess the thing to do now is, find Jenny's parents, send them a letter asking them to pass my contact info on to Jenny, and hopefully since I am reaching out, she will reach back.
See you soon Jenny....maybe our "good thing" was just to a pause and didn't come to an end after all.
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