Distance

I went on a walk with one of my oldest friends, Lindsey. We’re both on spring break right now and we wanted to catch up by walking down to the local ice cream vendor. 

It’s hard being at separate colleges from your best friends. I constantly worry that our bonds will slowly get weaker until they fray to nothing.

But times like these make me realize that nothing’s happened to our bond yet, and nothing probably ever will. When I walked up to her front door, she opened it before I even walked up the steps and we greeted each other as if we had seen each other yesterday and the day before; like nothing had changed. The same goes for how we talked. We discussed our classes, the feat of trying to find summer jobs, our families, and the fact that middle aged men were stopping to get ice cream at noon on a weekday. We vented, laughed, and cried (from laughing too hard). We also spilled ice cream. All over the table.

I find comfort in these times when I realize that there are people in my life who are staying in it, no matter the distance between us.

Have you ever been scared that you were going to lose someone in your life? Because of the distance between you two?

And how do you keep in touch with old friends?