A friend that I have known for about 17 years is moving out of state. We've been supportive of each other for at least 15. We've had a lot of fun, interesting arguments, and thoughtful discussions over the years.
I'd been busy this weekend helping them pack for the move. It's tiring, especially when one has accumulated so much stuff over the years. What to keep, what to donate, what to discard. Packing for a move is exhausting! By the end of each day, I think I was no longer coherent. And then, there's the unpacking! Well, I won't be there for that one. I helped pack and unpack for their last two in-town moves, and they reciprocated for my last two.
The last couple of times I moved, I dreaded packing. Each time, after a year or so, I still had boxes I had not unpacked. I guess I didn't really need the stuff. My biggest vice is books. I just can't help buying books. Not to read (I read on my Kindle app), but I just like collecting books. And, of course, books are heavy and take up a lot of space. I have two bookcases along two walls. It's not going to be fun when it's my turn to pack and move, but it'll have to happen some day.
It's also sad to see good friends move away. But, that's life. People come into and move out of your life all the time. It's inevitable. I've lost touch with a lot of people I knew in college and from previous jobs. I've also made new friends through networking and social events. Some I don't see anymore because they're now living in another state. We try to stay in touch through social media nowadays.
So, reader, I am asking for your stories on friendship. Are you good at keeping in touch? Is it hard to once they've moved away?
As always, please keep it civil and relevant. I promise I will refrain from commenting on your experience, but I might be curious enough to ask questions to better understand your story.
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