Time changes all

[hkellick]

I'm feeling... thoughtful. Not necessarily good or bad, but thoughtful. I just talked to arabella, one of my best friends (since 1993... it's amazing to think we've known each other for 8 years..) about Kareila, another really good friend.
It's just amazing how much we've all changed in 8 years. We've all been in situations where we NEEDED the other two just to keep our sanity.. in the end, despite our personal differences, we seem to just balance each other out in an almost yin-yangish sort of way...
But time has passed... Kareila has become.. grown up. Alot more antisocial. She's still a good person and a good friend but not at all as crazy and amusing as she once was and never seems to spend much time online anymore (due to work and, I think, the fact that she finds more enjoyment in doing nononline things like sewing and watching college football).
arabella has grown up to become a great person (as well as a microbiogeek) in a relationship she seems to simulaneously love and hate and, though I've never seen them together, I'm told those two fit together like two peas in a pod.
And me? Well, I guess I'll leave that for someone else to decide. I know where *I* think I've change, but maybe what I think has changed hasn't.
Time changes the nature of everything.
You can't blame it... by summarizing what I've summed up, I've neglected to mention 8 years of history. Approximately an entire third of each of our lives... PLENTY of things have happened in 8 years, things that have changed us to our very core. We've grown up, found ourselves (or not) in college and strove to become things we did or did not become. We've formed new attachments, affected hundreds of lives (and been affected ourselves by those same hundreds)
I dunno.
I dunno where to go with this post anymore. I guess I'll just end it instead.

Comments

Familiar Story

[pourmoi.livejournal.com]

I'm just randomly visiting, so just disregard my comments if they aren't welcome or whatever, but I know exactly what you mean. I feel like that about my oldest friends--friends I've known my whole life, as well as old high school friends. We talk, and we're still close and I know if I needed them they would do everything in their power to be with me and help me. But I can't help but feel how much I've changed. My perspectives on life have shifted, some have been rejected, and those issues are still very important to them. I often feel like if we didn't know eachother and *know* how much we have to offer one another b/c of those differences from years of knowing eachother, we may not be friends now. Not if we met just walking around now. I don't know if that makes sense, but I understand the feelings about these people who we love so much who drive us so crazy!

Re: Familiar Story

[lite.livejournal.com]

No. It makes sense. That's exactly what I was talking about!
People who you've known forever but you've changed and they've changed.
Ah well...

Re: Familiar Story

[pourmoi.livejournal.com]

Well, there's no changing that I guess. All we can do is keep being the cool people we are and appreciating them for who they are. In a way, they represent a chapter in our lives that *we* can't get back, but is better remembered through them. In a way, I think that's the coolest thing about it. Plus, they will always love us and worry about us as much as we do them...

Re: Familiar Story

[lite.livejournal.com]

Yes. I agree.
And I have absolutely nothing to add to this :)