Old Friends

Talked to two old friends today - Heath and Iain. Ironically, they are both from the same time period of my life. Freshman/sophomore year in college. Both in Arlington, which felt like a whole other world from Lubbock, where I went to school. Heath and Iain knew each other, too. I think they met sometime in between the summers that I knew them.

I'm a bit shocked at the connection Iain and I still have after all this time. What a wonderful gift. To feel connected despite knowing little about the details of each others current lives. There's something about true friendship that time can't hurt. It's wonderful.

Both Heath and Iain have had tragedy in their lives. Iain's mother passed away on April 21st. Heath and his fiance split up. These events seem so monumental. They are monumental.

It feels like there is a reason I talked to both Heath and Iain today. There must be something for me to learn through their loss. Which is not to say I'm belittling either of their experiences. I'm simply being introspective about why I should connect with two very old friends on the same day. It feels cosmic.

Additionally cosmic, I was at a party tonight in Dallas for a grad school friend and ran into a woman from high school. There's definitely something taking me back in time today. I just don't know why yet.