I met a friend for coffee yesterday who I have known since we were both 27 and worked for the same company at the start of our careers. We would lose touch for selected periods and then reconnect only to have busy lives get in the way again and see us drop into another lapse.
We were in that beautiful old Montreal 1928 bank building now converted to a gorgeous cafe where we caught up yet again on how life has been treating us.
I haven't lost him despite my outer shell looking different and he deals with the same person as before. He says he can't imagine being in my place and the challenge involved to which I respond that we run out of road eventually and must become fully whole.
To date I have only lost one person (a former work colleague) and it wasn't a great disappointment. Some people are more into what you provide for them than appreciating and accommodating your personhood.
As others have repeated to me, it is their loss and they are right.
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