When I was in my twenties, I thought I had it all figured out. But the older I get, the more I discover and appreciate life’s uncertainties and surprises. One great mystery to me, probably the one I think about the most, is friendship. Why do we spark with a small amount of people and stay connected to them, whereas most people are only in our lives for a fleeting, forgettable time? There’s no way to predict the timing, strength and length of a connection with someone. I'm fascinated by this.
Relocating from Windsor to Vancouver and then London put tremendous strain on my friendships. People I assumed I would be friends with for life vanished as soon as I moved away. Out of sight, out of mind, I guess. Conversely, some acquaintances I had in school unexpectedly appeared in London and have become my best friends. As someone who needs to understand things, to observe patterns and form connections and justifications in my own mind, this is one of the most bewildering aspects of life. I’m in my forties now, so perhaps I’ll never figure it out.
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