My best friend the other night dropped a passing observation while we caught up for a brief twenty-odd minutes: "So that's why they call it the good ol' days." Good ol' days. She was referring to our High School experience, that time chalk full of teenage angst and mountain-out-of-molehill drama. I pushed her further, asked her to explain herself and in doing so, uncovered a thought that has been mulling around in my own mind for some time now.
Let me tell you now that this is no ordinary girl. This is a girl who can - with the inside of her eye - pan the life around her and give certain years a theme or motto. She will forever be in my eyes the Ford Coppola version of a director. Grade 12 was "Keep your eye on the ball", Uni 1 was probably something about change (actually, most years are usually about change), and this year, her latest coin-age has been "life together."
"Life Together."
I woke up early with that phrase rolling over and over around in my mind. I woke up this morning thinking not only about how much I miss my girls now (even whilst some of us are in the same city), but also about the moments (both big and small) that I will have to miss while I'm away. But in thinking about that, I wondered if they in turn had ever grown sad thinking about the moments and events that they will miss in my life, the times of utter desperation (those are the most rewarding times I think about being a best friend, being allowed into the raw core of a person's life) and times of pure joy.
I think what kept me hopeful (because love - no matter what kind - is hopeful) this morning was knowing that deep down when it came to a time of utter desperation for them, that I would perhaps be one of the few or first people they would come to. At least, I hope that still holds true. That doesn't change the fact that I will miss them with so much of me that I lie awake on mornings such as these reminiscing the "Good ol' days."
Posted on July 16, 2005 at 11:24AM
2 comments:
AUTHOR: An
DATE: 07/19/2005 09:30:14 PM
Yay! I'm so glad you resurrected the blog!! I missed it! You know what, although you may stutter and not be adept at the spoken word, you've definitely got the written word in the palm of your hand. That is your gift. And i've been really lucky to have benefited from its fruits over the years - keep writing, Trudy. Rilke would have really enjoyed your insights, as i have...oh, and the theme for this year: Breakaway.
AUTHOR: Eugene
DATE: 07/20/2005 12:02:55 AM
Hi Trudy,
Thx for coming out to blog on my page. Yeah I just want to echo the comment An made about the quality of insights you're filled with. It really is a joy to read what you have to say. It's funny how you say I've been your inspiration because you sure stole those words from out of my mouth too. I don't think I ever told you this before, but ever since the time you helped me edit my English essays oh about some year ago, you totally gave me some sense of appreciation for what I am capable of writing. I honestly started to dread English as a subject after first year, but your creativity and passion to use the gifts that you've been given were enough to encourage me to give the English language more credit than I thought it deserved.
In response to your message today, I just want to say thank God for memories! Despite knowing that you will travel off to a long lost land, haha hardly long and hardly lost actually, it's good to know that you'll have the good ol' days to remember when you sit down to reminisice (spelling?). You'll be missed here in Calgary but you'll for sure never be forgotten. Besides a quick blog or two seems to cheer me up quite a bit now that I think about it.
Take care for now!
Eugene
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