SS

Too brief of a reunion.

When we said goodbye before she moved, we thought it was the last time.  Turns out, I saw her again before she moved.  And again.  And again.  And about 6 more times.  Pretty soon, the whole goodbye thing died out, and we never got a good one.  That felt bad.

I did a pretty bad job of staying in touch with her after she left.  We only had a few short conversations every few months.  She told me this was more than most people were in touch with her, which just made me feel worse about not talking more.

When she told me that she would be coming back, I was overjoyed.

Unfortunately, we only got to see each other twice.  Once in town for a brief, fifteen minute conversation, and once at the 7th and 8th grade chorus concert.

She's changed a lot.  When she left, she was quiet, very enclosed.  In Millie, she asked a lot of questions, but always seemed hesitant to ask these questions.  She was not the most outgoing person ever.

When I saw her in town, she was extremely outgoing.  She was someone who went out and searched for conversation.  She was energetic, and fun to be around.

I'm proud of her.

I wish we could have had more time.  The reality of the fact that I might not see her (and her whole family) for an extremely long time set in this morning when she texted me goodbye, saying that they were pulling out then.

Until then, it's just going to be these texts every few months.  Not enough.  But I guess that's just how it's got to be.

-NM