Since then a lot of things have happened. Relationships, friendships, academia, discovery, journeys, travel, love, life. There are ten years in which we didn't even speak once. We didn't write, we didn't email. I didn't even know how to find her. I only thought about her occasionally, check facebook to see if she'd made an account, look for links between us.
It was yesterday that I found something. She was friends with people I've known my whole life on facebook. She's been added by them, trying to reconnect I guess. Half the people both of us know are no longer on my friend list, and the other half I never talk to anymore.
When I found her yesterday all I could do was sit and stare at her picture. Her face has hardly changed. Should I add her? I thought, after all I'd been periodically searching for her out of curiosity for so long. Would me adding her ruin the feeling that I had known her, would it ruin the idea I had of her?
I threw caution to the wind and added her. She was online, something I hadn't anticipated at all. I thought that she wouldn't accept the friend request for at least a day but I was wrong.
For a moment I wondered what to say. And then I typed "hi".
We asked how each other were. Small talked mostly. Got to know about each other's relationship statuses, our families, how we were doing, what we'd done since we last spoke. And then the conversation turned to what we had done when we were little, and I suddenly found the person who I knew and the awkwardness was gone.
Underneath it all, do we ever really change from who we are when we're kids? Maybe we do a little, but I'm still essentially the same, I've just learned to act with social finesse.
Maybe that's all the years do after all.
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