Saturday, October 18, 2008

Friends

Let me just say that I, and my spouse, are not good friends. And I mean that we aren't good friends to other people. (We're really good friends to each other, because we live together and don't have to worry about keeping in touch.) We are terrible about communicating with other people and thus tend to lose track of any friends we may have had, which is few because we're also terribly shy/awkward. In fact, the only people that we ARE friends with are our family members. Except for one family.
That family is the only family that we've consistently been friends with since we met them in college. We founded our friendship on new marriages and small children and learning about both. Our first years as friends consisted of us living in the same small town and, for a while, 2 doors down from each other. Those were honestly my favorite time of life so far. We'd call each other over for dinner regularly and we'd meet on the rooftop that joined our apartments. It was so fun and so easy.
Fast forward a couple of years and we moved, first to Montana, then to our hometown, 2 hours from theirs. Now, they've moved across the country to the East Coast for grad school I've realized that I took our proximity for granted and now that they've moved, I feel almost desperate to keep in touch with them. I'm thankful for social mediums like Facebook that allow semi-weekly contact to be easy and simple. But, regardless, I still find myself sucking at being a friend. I sincerely hope that when grad school is over, they'll move back to the Midwest so that we can see each other and laugh together. And honestly, I'd really prefer it if they'd move in next door.

2 comments:

-M said...

Are you talking about me??? Oh...wait a minute...I have never lived near your roof...

snnnfffmmmffph (me crying).

JUST kidding. In your defense (not Jake's) you come by reclusivism genetically and it is strongly shared by at least a couple of sibling!!!

The Ocean State Sayler Family Blog said...

Who feels bad for trying to kick your butt and get you to inform us of your happenings? ME!
This also makes me upset at myself for taking the years that we lived so close for granted. A dream come true would be to be neighbors again. If nothing else, a reasonable driving distance.
You, all of you, are the best!
But lets not let it get to the point where I have to get angry again. OK?!