{"id":175,"date":"2007-10-07T07:22:16","date_gmt":"2007-10-07T07:22:16","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/ubuntucat.wordpress.com\/2007\/10\/07\/losing-touch-with-friends\/"},"modified":"2007-10-07T07:22:16","modified_gmt":"2007-10-07T07:22:16","slug":"losing-touch-with-friends","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/www.psychocats.net\/ubuntucat\/losing-touch-with-friends\/","title":{"rendered":"Losing Touch with Friends"},"content":{"rendered":"<p>When I was in high school, I never understood how my parents could see friends of theirs after thirty-some years and act as if not a day had passed. After all, I hadn&#8217;t even been alive for thirty years and the idea of not seeing my friends for even longer than two weeks was frightening to me. <\/p>\n<p> Once I went away to college, months of not speaking with or seeing friends seemed reasonable and normal. Shortly after graduating college, I got used to the idea of being out of touch with friends for years at a time and not being sad about it or feeling awkward when we finally did speak. <\/p>\n<p> Recently, though, I&#8217;ve gotten back in touch with a couple of friends I haven&#8217;t spoken to for years, and it <i>has<\/i> felt like a long time (not just normal or something to get used to). In my new job, I&#8217;m working for someone I was friends with back in high school and hadn&#8217;t been in touch with for probably 12 or 13 years previously. And I just recently got back in touch with a best buddy of mine from high school who came out to the Bay Area for her residency. We probably hadn&#8217;t spoken to each other in 5 years. When we finally did catch up on the phone, she told me how Facebook had gotten her in touch with two other friends of ours from high school who are now married (one of them with kids even). <\/p>\n<p> The one who is married and with kids I lost touch with about seven years ago, and I was sad about it. We had traveled through Europe together during college. We&#8217;d had some great times and shared a number of inside jokes together in high school. But that&#8217;s one of those facts of life&mdash;you lose touch with people. Sometimes, you lose touch and it seems natural, since you were starting to grow apart anyway. Other times, you lose touch and it&#8217;s jarring. They became too busy, but you weren&#8217;t busy at all. They ended up not caring as much for the friendship as you did. They moved away and weren&#8217;t great about keeping in touch with people who weren&#8217;t physically close to them. <\/p>\n<p> I suppose it&#8217;s one of the bittersweet pain-joys of being older&mdash;the ability to wonder about your old friends: What are they doing now? Why did we lose touch? Is it even worth reconnecting? Would it just be awkward? We would no longer have anything in common? <\/p>\n<p> I may give in to the pressure and sign up for Facebook. Or maybe I&#8217;ll just keep wondering&#8230;<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"<p>When I was in high school, I never understood how my parents could see friends of theirs after thirty-some years and act as if not a day had passed. After all, I hadn&#8217;t even been alive for thirty years and the idea of not seeing my friends for even longer than two weeks was frightening&hellip; <a class=\"more-link\" href=\"https:\/\/www.psychocats.net\/ubuntucat\/losing-touch-with-friends\/\">Continue reading <span class=\"screen-reader-text\">Losing Touch with Friends<\/span><\/a><\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":2,"featured_media":0,"comment_status":"open","ping_status":"open","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":{"footnotes":""},"categories":[11],"tags":[],"class_list":["post-175","post","type-post","status-publish","format-standard","hentry","category-life","entry"],"_links":{"self":[{"href":"https:\/\/www.psychocats.net\/ubuntucat\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/175","targetHints":{"allow":["GET"]}}],"collection":[{"href":"https:\/\/www.psychocats.net\/ubuntucat\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts"}],"about":[{"href":"https:\/\/www.psychocats.net\/ubuntucat\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/types\/post"}],"author":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/www.psychocats.net\/ubuntucat\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/users\/2"}],"replies":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/www.psychocats.net\/ubuntucat\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/comments?post=175"}],"version-history":[{"count":0,"href":"https:\/\/www.psychocats.net\/ubuntucat\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/175\/revisions"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"https:\/\/www.psychocats.net\/ubuntucat\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/media?parent=175"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/www.psychocats.net\/ubuntucat\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/categories?post=175"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/www.psychocats.net\/ubuntucat\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/tags?post=175"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}