Growing Up

As I was Facebook stalking early this morning at work waiting for things to get going I started to think about something. I rarely talk to most of my college friends. We still live in the same city…in fact most live within 15 minutes of my apartment…but we are not nearly as close as we were. Some of these people used to stay at my house for days…or weeks at a time and I spent practically every weekend with them. Now we do good to get together for each other’s birthdays or other big life events…like someone leaving the state.

At first I was a little upset. In fact at one time or another over the past 3 years I think everyone in our group has gotten their feelings hurt over it. We’ve all resented their new “group of friends” and taken it way too personally that they had the audacity to go and start a new life for themselves that didn’t include us as a central part in it. How childish can we be? It’s actually comical to me when I think about it now.

That’s what you’re supposed to do after college. And that’s the beauty of making all those friends in college. You all end up scattered across the globe doing all kinds of different things…and you end up knowing people in all kinds of places. Maybe this is just my addiction to travel and explore kicking in…but it thrills me to know that one day I’ll know people everywhere. I’ll have an excuse to go to Germany…to visit my friend…and I’ll have an expert “insider” in all kinds of places to show me the non-touristy stuff. Seriously travel is my crack…and anything that makes it better is like gold to me.

Maybe it’s time we all grew up and took a step back to see the positive side of it...instead of acting like a 2 year old whose toy was stolen. It is not a personal affront to us…it is a natural part of life…that has some really cool perks. They are our friends for a reason. They don’t know every minute detail of our lives…and we only talk once a month (if we’re lucky)…but that doesn’t mean they stopped being our friend. It just means that our relationship has grown and changed.

For the record…yes, I have had a moment or two of this insane thought process…mainly with my best friend who dropped me for a douchebag…but I’m glad to say I left that behind years ago. It’s her life and I am perfectly content letting her figure it out on her own.

Now if only the rest of my friends could figure that out…