The memories which lie within us not only tend to become erased as the years go by, but often they change, or even increase by incorporating extraneous features. – Primo Levi
Recently I met up with a few of my friends that I’ve known for more than 20+ years. The type of friends that although you may not have seen in a while, you tend to pick up where you left off seamlessly.
I was invited to my girlfriend’s grand-daughter sweet 16 party. Mind you, I’ve known my girlfriend since her son was 13 years old. Now HIS daughter turned 16.
At this party, I met up with people that I used to go clubbing with, and now their children are out in the clubs or married with children of their own. Where the heck did the years go?
Someone must have hit the fast-forward button. The years went somewhere between having my son and getting a colonoscopy.
Our conversation was at a minimum at our table. I wasn’t able to hear what they were saying since I thought the music was too loud. Who’s idea was it to have our table next to the DJ? To hold a conversation, we were either yelling at each other or using sign language. There was a point in the evening that I motioned for them to get closer and speak directly in my good ear to hear what was going on.
While a few were finding their phones to show photos of their adult children, others were fishing for their reading glasses.
One was complaining her shoes were too tight and another couldn’t wait to go home and put on her PJs. While the one beside me was mumbling, there was no booze. I caught a glimpse of a few yawning and it was only 9:30pm.
Good times. xo