Journal Red Warrior's Journal: Conversation, Interrupted 5
My grandparents live in the flight path of Sea-Tac airport. Over the years[1], I noticed an interesting phenomina, at least to me. My grandparents' house was the social hub of the extended family for decades. There would always be a dozen or more people in the house. All talking at once. All the sudden, everyone would stop talking, mid-sentence, if not mid-word. People would go about doing whatever they were doing. They just wouldn't talk. For about 35-45 seconds. Once the roar of the jet had receded, the conversations would all resume at the same exact spot they were suspendend.
And my point? Friendships, at least the good ones are like that. Talinom and I will resume conversations exactly where they were left off. My friend M (who is a contract engineer, and regularly moves across the country) will call me out of the blue, or vica-versa, after a few months, and we will pick up right where we left off. Often months pass between calls. My friend R, who works down at Edwards AFB? We'll often go years without talking. And pick up right where we were, with no real sense that there was any sort of interruption worth mention. Which is pretty much what I expect will happen on my next visit to Boston. I find it interesting.
My friend from HS, S (the Wiccan) e-mailed me the other day, with a link to the site for my 20th HS reunion. I replied to the email last night, and called him a little after noon today, got no answer and hung up. He called me this evening, while I was at my mom's house. This was our second phone conversation in 3 years, and at three minutes, the longest.
So, I went by his house, received the hug (he's a hugger...), and caught up for about 20-30 minutes. I caught him up on my military (mis-)adventures, work, and life in general. He caught me up on what's been going on in his life - promotion at work, bought his parent's house, Talked a bit about his Mom (she passed away due to breast cancer in the fall of 2003) - who had been a real good friend to me and a mom to him, His step-dad remarried, moved, is building a house, S is now an ordained Wiccan [priest|whatever the right term for an ordained Wiccan is]. We also talked about HS, the upcoming reunion, and Stuff. We talked about a mutual friend, D, whom I have not seen or talked to in years (though my sister sees him with some regularity. Btw, Talinom, D is no longer working at the hospital. He is going through some sort of training program, and staying at his folks' house during the week.)- I really need to look him up sometime soon. Oh, and we made general plans for a BBQ when the weather stops sucking.
It wasn't a long visit, so we didn't go into a lot of detail & stuff. But interestingly, a lot of detail wasn't really needed to understand where the other was coming from.
The visit was cut short because his grandmother called, so he was off to fix a leaky pipe, and I figured it was a good time to start heading home.
So, the conversation was interrupted, and will be picked up at the same point sometime in the mysterious future.
Other stuff? Saturday, I spent most of the day with my son. This morining, I went to Easter Brunch (my current theory, is "there is a limit to how many calories can be converted into fat on a given day, and once you've passed that number, all the rest are free") with AL. Went up to visit with Talinom, RedHeaded Kitten, BBB, and the snakes. Spent an hour or so with my mom & stepdad. Saw S & headed home.
[1] I haven't noticed this recently, so maybe they finally took advantage of the "noise abatement" offers[2] from the Port of Seattle.
[2] Which they never campaigned for, even though they were there BEFORE the airport, unlike a lot of the whiners.
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I miss you.
We have a LOT o conversation to have.
I think the diference is that people on your wavelength know that friendships are worth waiting for.
They're also worth working for, so i owe you an email.
s
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Exactly! (Score:2)
I presently have a few distant friends who demand constant attention, or they feel abandoned or like the friendship is "dying," and guilt me into offering time that I barely have. (Time not being a five minute conversation,
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