Sometimes we think that things in this life change so fast. At other times we have the feeling that things change very slowly. On and off we wonder if they ever change at all. The scary part being that we’ve all been hit with change at some point, and it doesn’t seem to have come slowly at all.
Years back we stepped into high school… individuals seeking to do well, to find our identity, to discover our path in life. We had a new attitude, looking to fit in, wanting to achieve something. We followed our daily routines, expanded our circle of friends, and gossiped about dates and parties. We just couldn’t wait to get older.
We rebelled and we learned. We got accepted and we got rejected. We had crushes and we thought our life was over when we got heart broken. And yet, we still couldn’t wait to get older.
Somehow along the way, we finally grew up. We went our own directions. Some started to work right after school, some went to universities here or abroad. We lost sight of the people we considered to be our closest friends. Maybe for a short time or maybe forever. Another life… getting excited to start over, feeling sad about the things we leave behind, being anxious to move on. We experience real life. We happen to change and to become different people.
We sometimes remember our school years, our friends and our innocence. We look fondly at the memories. Some of us are lucky to still have that same best friend. So many years brought change. But friendship held us strong when things were shaky, in good times and bad, in laughter and tears, through boyfriends, bad grades, family problems, and love … With them, we wanted to grow up so quickly.

Life teaches us so much. It forces our real friends to come to the front, while the rest take their places in the shadows of our memories. We lose some people but through real friendship we keep the ones we will need most in our life.
Last night I “met” a school friend on facebook. We went to primary school together, ended up at the same high school but somehow we lost each other when we both went for further studies. After so many years we finally managed to get back in contact. I was happy but at the same time it felt strange. It brought me back to those school years where things were so different. And as we talked, I realized that indeed a lot has changed. We both went through terrible family issues, we got bruised but in the end, we survived.
Maybe the time has gone, but the faces and the friendships I recall.