At the moment, I'm not sure I really exist in many peoples lives. I did a test for most of 2015 and it's exactly what I thought. If I don't call people including family, they don't call either. I have a feeling this will make some people mad - oh well.
Do you think a text is the same thing as calling?
Do you wonder why I don't call?
Do you wonder if I'm ok?
Do you wonder if I am still alive?
Do you wonder anything about me.
Do you think of me?
Do I still exist?
Do I have family?
Do I have siblings?
Do I have friends?
When I hear Songs I think of ....
1.) Why are there so many songs about rainbows - Kermit - DB
2.) Jump - VanHalen - TH
3.) Journey - any of them really - CL
4.) Private Dancer - Tina Turner - DU
5.) Yellow Submarine - DB
6.) Neil Young - Again any song - TS
I too wonder about the story part - Growing up I had what I considered a best friend. We went to the same church and different schools. But since I was active in our church and so was she we were able to spend time together. As we grew up things changed when I move here to LP. I did not have a phone so we wrote back and forth. I 'm not sure why or what changed but we were not as close and that part makes sense. I would contact her when I was home and we would get together. We sat together at church and talked like we had just seen each other. One year it changed big time. We had planned to get together and I had borrowed my moms car, I took her to work so I would have it for our meeting. When I got back home there was a message from her ... I had forgotten I promised my SIL that we would get together and sew for the day. I was shocked!!! That is your OUT. You are sewing with your SIL. I called her back and she would not budge. I was so hurt and mad that she did this. She could sew any day. I tried the next few times to get together and she either didn't answer the phone or didn't have time. One time I saw her in my moms favorite restaurant. She was behind us but I recognized her voice. I turned and spoke to her. She was quiet and I said a few things and we left. I never saw her again. Move forward to a few years ago. My first friend here in Lake Placid was really sick and was dying from throat cancer. We had a great chat and I brought up this event. He said - you know, you should probably try to contact her and let her know you are thinking about her... Funny. I did - I called her at the church she was working for and it was like pulling teeth. I asked several questions and she gave 1 word answers and asked nothing in return. Eventually I gave up and hung up the phone. I still think of her today and wonder what I did...I sent several cards asking what I did, What Happened to us.. Today - I still don't know.
I sent one final card 2 years ago at Christmas saying this was my final contact and have a great life. Since you don't want to tell me what I did - I'm going to assume I did nothing and the problem is YOU! Well I hope you are happy. Merry Christmas and thanks for nothing. I thought that I might get a response but again NOPE. I really think about her and the funny part is -
* She worked for a church
* She's a Christian
* She has a family and they don't really talk.
* Her parents think we still are in contact... um I left in 1981.
Gets funnier - she lives on the same street as my brother... lol - I would so love to go back and maybe take a walk around the neighbor hood and wait to see if I see her. The look would be worth what I have been thinking for years.
So, if you are thinking of someone today as you read this - CONTACT them. They might be dead the next time you think about them and you would have missed out. - That story for a different day.
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