Where Mom unleashes the inner monologue.

Lest We Forget

on March 7, 2014

This post is a little sad.  Last week a friend from high school passed away.  It’s never a good thing for a friend to die, but when they are so young it makes it even more tragic.  You tend to think about all the chances you will have in life that they never got to experience and all the things you will never get to share with them.  That’s why it’s oddly fitting that our senior band program that we were in together was titled ‘Lest We Forget’ that year.  My band geek counterparts may appreciate this a little more than others.

That program was based on the Civil War, but it fits for now too.  We don’t want to forget the past because we don’t want to repeat our mistakes.  We don’t want to forget the tragedy of now and brush it aside only to find we’ve gone right back into our routine and have the same regrets again later down the road.  I’m thankful that I was able to see Lisa a few times right before we moved to TN a couple years ago, but saddened that we hadn’t kept in touch recently.  Our 10 year reunion was just a couple months away and I kept thinking “Well, I’ll see everyone then and can catch up when we get there.”  That was a mistake.  You never know what will happen tomorrow.  We had commented a few times on each others’ Facebook, but that’s not the same as an actual conversation.  I should have talked to her when I thought about her.  I should talk to anybody when I think about them, or at least let them know “Hey, you were on my mind today.”  I’ve never been the social butterfly.  I’m much more comfortable with a book or a game controller in my hand.  I stay home, not only because I have kids, but because that’s where I’m happy.  I’m a happy hermit.  That doesn’t mean I should forget other people need interaction to maintain a connection.  So this is my apology of sorts to all my friends.  I still think of you as my friends even if I don’t pick up the phone (man, I really hate the phone) and say hi.  I still think of you all constantly and wonder what you’re up to and how you’ve been.  I still pray for you when I see that you’ve gone through something.  I need to vocalize all this more and I know that now.

And while this post does seem about my own misgivings, failures, and woes, my hope is that it helps others from falling into the same trap.  I hope this helps people reach out when they think about it instead of waiting until tomorrow, or your reunion.  I promise to try harder to be the friend you people deserve, because Lest We Forget…


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