tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6834596026525717264.post4972646034284382783..comments2023-12-14T13:49:25.768-08:00Comments on This Gay Relationship: NeighborsRick Modienhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02157314737543591048noreply@blogger.comBlogger2125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6834596026525717264.post-45341322176554365472010-03-02T17:08:21.620-08:002010-03-02T17:08:21.620-08:00I was reading something the other day, Wendy, abou...I was reading something the other day, Wendy, about the people who come in and out of our lives. Some arrive for a short time only and are gone. Some stay for a long time, then we lose touch with them. Others are gone for a long time and unexpectedly return, or keep coming back over and over. <br />As I recall, the point of the article was that it's the nature of life to lose contact with most of the people who cross our paths. But those who remain genuinely important to us will always be there, either in person or in memory. At least we have our memories of them and of the time we spent together. <br />Reconnecting with people we knew through Facebook is always fun. I've contacted several, and several have contacted me. Have I remained in contact with any of them? No, almost none. Rekindling friendship was exciting at first, but the flame burned out. We've moved on. It's a different time and place. We're different people now. To be expected. That's life. I don't know if it's sad. It just is. <br />Thanks for your comment. I appreciate it.Rick Modienhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/02157314737543591048noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6834596026525717264.post-11217343767994829312010-03-02T16:29:06.391-08:002010-03-02T16:29:06.391-08:00Funny you should write about neighbours. I was thi...Funny you should write about neighbours. I was thinking the same thing - remembering those who lived around us when I was younger, and even connecting with a few of them on Facebook. People I haven't heard from in more than 40 years. And now, I couldn't tell you all the names of our neighbours. We say hi in the summer, exchange pleasantries, but that's about it. Sad.Wendyhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/03361076209603565742noreply@blogger.com