there's just something about those times when you see your friends again and everything about it is perfect, right down to everyone's little imperfections. there's just something about smiles and hugs and telling stories too quickly because you're afraid your time will run out before you know it. there's just something about crying from happiness at a friend's wedding because their love and joy makes your heart overflow. there's just something about glancing at another friend at your table through your tears, and seeing that she's sobbing too.
there's just something about friends who refuse to give up, who won't let something like distance or work or the million things that keep us busy come between us, no matter how long its been since we've talked.
sometimes i worry that our group will splinter but it's weekends like this that remind me that we have something that lasts.
on sunday afternoon as we drove through middle of nowhere, ohio, we sat in companionable sleepy silence as we listened to music and watched the fields pass us by. over the years, we've gotten further and further removed from the people we were when we were cramming for tests and laying sprawled on our hallway floor. but that weekend, and in that moment in the car, it felt like the two versions of ourselves were finally reconciling with each other. we can be both. we can love both. we can move on, and change for the better, but there's a part of us that will always be the same.
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