I mean like 30, 40 years or more? Just wondering.
"The past is a foreign country. They do things differently there"
What is gone is gone. I don't wish to revisit the past. It may not have been as good as I recall.
Same goes for the people. They probably wouldn't like me now, and I doubt whether I would like them.
Heck, I'm pretty sure I couldn't tolerate the me of 1983. I would really get on my nerves.
Time changes everyone. It's best to stick with the memories. They don't disappoint.
Couldn’t agree more. I have friends from 50 years ago and we remain close. There is no one else from that time that I’d want to connect with; this is particularly true of the girls of that time. I would prefer to remember them as they were."The past is a foreign country. They do things differently there"
What is gone is gone. I don't wish to revisit the past. It may not have been as good as I recall.
Same goes for the people. They probably wouldn't like me now, and I doubt whether I would like them.
Heck, I'm pretty sure I couldn't tolerate the me of 1983. I would really get on my nerves.
Time changes everyone. It's best to stick with the memories. They don't disappoint.
Yep. 30, maybe not 40. And not just through Facebook. Mixed results. In several instances really worked out wonderfully. Most times it was satisfying. My general experience is that if you really liked someone back in the day and they liked you, you will probably be happy to be in touch. Perhaps very happy.I mean like 30, 40 years or more? Just wondering.
I meant to say that old girlfriends might be a more nuanced experience. You could come away from the reconnection experience feeling like you dodged a bullet. Or, I suppose, that you missed an opportunity. My sense is that more often than not breakups tend to be difficult, but the years pass, time heals, and you can see that there was good in the relationship while it lasted but you can also see why it did not last. That seems like a good thing to know to me.this is particularly true of the girls of that time
About 20 years ago I noticed an old girlfriend had a FB page. I said "Hi" and her name. A week later her page was gone.Yep. 30, maybe not 40. And not just through Facebook. Mixed results. In several instances really worked out wonderfully. Most times it was satisfying. My general experience is that if you really liked someone back in the day and they liked you, you will probably be happy to be in touch. Perhaps very happy.
I do think that we drift away from people naturally. But that does not mean that we cannot reconnect nicely. And, for that matter, if you try to reconnect and it does not work out, that may tell you something about your younger self or the life you led as a yonger self, that may help you now. When I was younger I ended up making a lot of changes through school and work where my friends just did not follow. And the earlier years of my professional life were very demanding. I guess I should be honest and say that when I say earlier years I am really talking decades. I lost touch with lots of folks due to pure tme demands on my side and theirs. I have found it generally life enriching to be back in touch.
You are a better person than I am, Phil. I seem to have stopped hanging around with lots of people for no good reason at all, or purely situational reasons like living in another city for a year or so. This is not to say that there are not people have not seen for a long time, who I notice are on Facebook, whom I choose not to contact. Also, if one does go about contacting folks one has not seen for decades one has to be prepared to discover some sad things. Some folks continue their lives on a predictable, downward arc. Others correct themselves and do great, maybe even stunningly great. (That is a truly gratifying thing to find out!) Others, for no apparent reasons assignable to them personally, seem to have lived the lives of Job. Life can be unrelentingly cruel. But that may help one count his own blessings.Nope.
I stopped hanging out with those people for a reason.
Probably mere coincidence. But I would suggest that thick skin, and not rose-colored glasses, is a useful asset if one is going to reconnect with old "friends."About 20 years ago I noticed an old girlfriend had a FB page. I said "Hi" and her name. A week later her page was gone.
This was exactly the case for me. I periodically saw old friends when I went to visit my mother when she was still with us.Some folks continue their lives on a predictable, downward arc.