Friday, June 18, 2010 , Posted by JD at 12:35 AM
Today I realized that my best friend and I haven’t seen each other in almost a year. Sure we've talked...but we haven't actually gotten together. He lives in Woodbridge, I live in DC. *waits for you to google map it* Yes, it’s true, it’s only about 45 minutes away. But I get super busy and traffic is bad and he got married last year and they have baby. Blah. Life. Blah. *cries*
I love my best friend. We used to combine our names like they were one. When he hasn’t heard from me in a while he asks what happened to Darrelsarah (okay clearly those are not our names but you get my point). My best friend is EVERYTHING. He’s the nicest guy you’ve ever met, a doctor, a family man, smart but not pretentious, and very handsome. Oo and good at math. I am blessed to have him in my life.
That’s why I hate that we never see each other anymore. And I hate even more that the older you get the more you have to put forth an effort to hang with your friends. It’s not like my days at Temple when all my friends were in a dorm and we could hang at will. Now all my friends from college are spread out from California to Texas to New York to Florida. It’s frustrating.
It seems like once you reach a certain age people are either hanging constantly with their significant other or schedules keep conflicting. And sometimes, the more social you are the more you miss your friends. For example, I may want or need to attend an event and my friend has an event she has to attend on the same night. So we keep missing each other. It shouldn’t be that hard. Sure I hang with people I know and like, but as I get older I'm finding it increasingly hard to hang with the people I desire to be around the most.
There’s really no point to this post except I felt like sharing my feelings.