These are the times I remember. The times where the old me has honest laughs that comes right from the gut. Where everything seems right and true with the world. A time when life is easy and peaceful. The times which have been few and far between as of late. But this weekend cured all of that for me.
An old friend, “The Hiker”, came down from New Hampshire to visit. And I use the term “friend” loosely since we only saw each other at parties and rarely hung out while I lived up there. He is 9 years older than me, so we always didn’t hang out in the same circle. But in my little town were I used to live, everyone was in the same circle in some shape or form.
But we got reconnected on Facebook and started chatting. Which turned into talking to each other every night on the phone. Which turned into him driving over 6 hours to come see me. And it turned into the most fun I’ve had in a long time.
It wasn’t one thing in particular. It was just the ease and comfort level we had with each other. And not in a romantic way. But just the conversation, laughter and wealth of knowledge we have and share about many different topics of interest. It was just the way he grabbed my hand when we entered a restaurant and was the perfect gentleman. Just the way we talked for hours at a view overlooking the ocean, with our coffee in hand, the conversation seemless.
There were no ulterior motives, no nonsense or stress, and just two people who spent time catching up on the last 25 years of our lives.
And it took me out of the shadows of darkness that I have been living in and brought out the light. Made me realize all the things I have been missing out on; the fun, the enjoyment of company from another who can just laugh and be silly. Maybe it was knowing he lived so far away, that this will just probably turn out to be just a great friendship, took all the pressure off.
But like Groundhog Day, I saw my shadow, and realized Spring and the time of new beginnings were upcoming in my future.
And finally all seemed right in the world.