Where Did The Last 10 Years Go?
I was talking to a friend the other night and it seems like yesterday it was ten years ago. Heck, it doesn’t even seem like 9/11 was three whole years ago.
On my desk I have two photos. One was taken 10 years ago at my 24th birthday and one was taken 3 years ago (shortly before 9/11) at my ex-boyfriend’s wedding. The circle of friends is a little different in each photo.
Of the eight people in the original picture, four have been married, one had a broken engagement, one is now engaged, and one is divorced already. At the time the photo had been taken, I had dated and broken up with Peter (who is in the photo) and was a day away from my first date with JB (who is also in the photo). I had even sort of dated another friend in that photo as well as his brother but it’s not so important now.
In the picture from three years ago, there are seventeen people (two of the original eight are MIA, including the sort-of-dated friend and the guy who is now El’s boyfriend). This seems to be the last group photo taken before all of the big break-ups and divorces and departures from our homehown. Only 10 of the 17 people still live there. Well, really, by that point not everyone in the photo was living there but we were still close enough that we were getting together for big events like weddings. At the time of the photo, five were married (two pairs to each other), one couple was engaged, and BJ and I had just broken up. All of JB’s ex-girlfriends were present as well as his wife. One married couple has since divorced, the engaged couple split, and Peter and Meg have gotten engaged. In fact, only one person in the picture has procreated — he and his wife are on child number three and she was pregnant with the first when the photo was taken which is why she was absent to begin with.
It may have been the last time we were all together and even in fancy duds.
It seems like life has taken us all down different roads and yet it still seems like it was only a blink ago. It seems like only yesterday we were that young and life was that simple. It hardly feels real now. So much of it seems like a dream.
I remember when time used to crawl painfully by and now it seems to be spilling wildly past me like a raging river. I’m afraid I’ll blink and another 10 years will be lost. What stories will the next photos tell?
tags: friendship
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