You and I will meet again, When we’re least expecting it, One day in some far off place, I will recognize your face, I won’t say goodbye my friend, For you and I will meet again. Tom Petty
When we Baby Boomers were establishing our careers, getting married, having children, etc. there was no My Space nor Facebook. There were no cell phones with free long distance. And so it was tough to stay in touch with our high school and college friends as we all moved around the country and were as busy as we’d ever been in our entire lives.
Now we’ve reconnected and we see pictures of the grown children we raised, the spouses we married oh so long ago, and we watch our grandchildren grow. It seems Gens X and Y friends have not gotten so out of touch while they were growing up, the very reason FB was invented, as we did since all the technology is now in place for them to keep up. No telling how Gen Z and future generations will stay connected.
The people from yesteryear who I have stayed closest to are those who my life has collided with over the years. Yes, I love seeing the pix of everyone now and watching their grandbabies grow up, but I don’t seem to have the same connection with them as those with whom my world has either intentionally or by accident collided with somewhere along the way.
There are friends whose lives have collided with mine through the years, and I have a much closer bond with them. For example, via text, I introduced one friend, who lives in another state, to an artist who was painting a portrait of my grandbaby. He was looking for someone to do a painting for his mother. It turned out that she doesn’t do the kind of work he was looking for. However, they did end up being friends and even joined my husband and I for brunch one Sunday. It was lovely!
The first time we’d seen in each other in over 20 years. Seemed liked yesterday. We met for lunch at the OK Café in Atlanta.
Our worlds have collided so many times over the past 3 or 4 years. It has been great. Three years ago, my husband and I, his son and daughter, and my two granddaughters all went to Six Flags together. We are planning to go again this summer. The other day my 5-year-old Breezy was asking questions about it. She has a picture of all us at “the flags” from that trip; my friend bought it for her and had it framed; she was three at the time. Recently she said, “I can’t wait til we go to Six Flags again with your friends.”
Worlds collide when you meet their kids and they meet your grandkids, and your friends meet your husband and you introduce someone to an artist and you go to brunch, and well you know what I mean…….
Facebook is awesome, and I love it for reconnecting. But it doesn’t take the place of worlds’ colliding.
Sometimes, when two world’s collide, a better world is created. Susan Gale