Ok...So here it is... The Deep Shit....
In one of her books of the Vampire Chronicles, Anne Rice poses the thought that as we age we only become more ourselves. Lately I've been thinking on this quite a bit. In less than a month I'm going to be a married woman, to a man I love and adore no less, but lately my mind has been slipping into memories of a very long ago time. WAY back to grade school and middle school. I know it's kind of dumb, but especially after being verbally bitch slapped by the one and only Sailor V (you know who I mean), it's got me to thinking about how well I've tended those friendships I once thought I could never ever live without.
Back then it was so much simpler. We were friends and yes, I moved forever away, but we wrote, called, and had the occasional visits. Then graduation happened and we all drifted apart. Yes, I still talk to my dearest Lita and Ami online and (at least my Lita) via text message; but I think sometimes that there is a hole in my inner most friendy self where Brian and Sailor V and even our dearest "Sailor Moon" who got us all started on our nicknames, should still be.
I think about the sleep overs at each others houses, our first dabbles into magick, our promises to always be friends and I can't help but wonder... what happened to that little group we so ingeniusly called "Us"?
Maybe what it comes down to is that as I get older and look around me, I'm starting to see that while some friends should come and go; there are others that I'd rather not loose. I know we are not the same "Us" that somehow talked my dad into bringing back 3 chattering and hyper teenage girls back from Port Clinton with us.
Ami, Lita... Do you guys remember that week? I think that it was over spring break during our freshman or sophomore year. The four of us going to the mall and getting stared at the entire time we were in claire's because that woman was convinced we HAD to be stealing something. Or how about staying up late just so we could play light as a feather, stiff as a board?
I miss you guys all the time. And I know that none of us have kept in as good a contact as we would have liked. But all the same, you 4, Ami, Lita, Mina and Serena; you've been like my own sisters during times I needed someone to talk to.
I dunno... Like I said, I've just been thinking a lot about the past.
Back then it was so much simpler. We were friends and yes, I moved forever away, but we wrote, called, and had the occasional visits. Then graduation happened and we all drifted apart. Yes, I still talk to my dearest Lita and Ami online and (at least my Lita) via text message; but I think sometimes that there is a hole in my inner most friendy self where Brian and Sailor V and even our dearest "Sailor Moon" who got us all started on our nicknames, should still be.
I think about the sleep overs at each others houses, our first dabbles into magick, our promises to always be friends and I can't help but wonder... what happened to that little group we so ingeniusly called "Us"?
Maybe what it comes down to is that as I get older and look around me, I'm starting to see that while some friends should come and go; there are others that I'd rather not loose. I know we are not the same "Us" that somehow talked my dad into bringing back 3 chattering and hyper teenage girls back from Port Clinton with us.
Ami, Lita... Do you guys remember that week? I think that it was over spring break during our freshman or sophomore year. The four of us going to the mall and getting stared at the entire time we were in claire's because that woman was convinced we HAD to be stealing something. Or how about staying up late just so we could play light as a feather, stiff as a board?
I miss you guys all the time. And I know that none of us have kept in as good a contact as we would have liked. But all the same, you 4, Ami, Lita, Mina and Serena; you've been like my own sisters during times I needed someone to talk to.
I dunno... Like I said, I've just been thinking a lot about the past.