~~Francois Mauriac (Nobel prize in literature, 1954)
I got caught up on some correspondence today. Not completely, but I got a letter out to my mother-in-law, and sent a long email to my friend Mike in Indianapolis, getting caught up.
It's been well over ten years since I lived there or saw Mike, but every year, without fail, he sends me a birthday card. We used to have long discussions about politics and the Civil War, and Mike is also a magician, so he used to pull quarters--and sometimes lab specimens--out of my ears. It made me laugh every time!
I still get Christmas cards every year from people I worked with in North Dakota, and it's been almost 20 years since I lived there.
On the rare occasions that I see my college friends, it's like we've never been apart.
While we may not remain in constant touch, it makes me feel good to know that there are still people from my past who think of me fondly (and vice versa) and want to keep in touch with me. I'm sure not everyone in my past would be thrilled to see me (I saw an ex a while back at a party...he left the party immediately. Kind of interesting to have that much power over an ex after several years!), but I'm happy to say that I think the vast majority would say, "Beth! It's great to see you!"
I feel that, for the most part, I haven't burned any major bridges in my life, and whenever I've left a place in order to go on to the next, I've usually left on a good note.The people that have passed through my life, as the above quote says, have left some mark on it forever--a few bad, but mostly good. I hope that the mark I have left on their lives has also been mostly good, and I'm happy to know that although my contact with some of these folks is sporadic, our connection continues.