Reconnecting with friends of past is a real treat. I hesitate to say "old" friends because I refuse to consider myself or any of my friends old - regardless of our age. Life is short, or so they say, and so I find it difficult to imagine ever
being old. Is it possible to become old in such a short lifetime?

Today I found myself remembering, laughing out loud and feeling happy for both myself and my friend, Mark (a real name; why bother protecting the innocent?). We found each other on Facebook. Now, truth be told, I absolutely hated Facebook when I first set up a profile nearly two years ago. I was a hardcore, never fail fan of Myspace. That being said, slowly but surely, Facebook grew on me. Now, over a year later, I am glad I stuck it out. Not only have I been able to stay in touch with my more recent and closest friends (who prefer Facebook) but, I have found that I have become friends all over again with many of those whom I used to spend time with during my high school years. A blessing? Well, far be it for me to consider it so holy. It is nonetheless amazing, delightful, refreshing, fun and very comforting.

So, here's to all of my friends, of past, present and future, no matter how close or far in proximity we are. I toast you and the comfort we can provide one another regardless of how much time passes between connections. For true friends truly are friends for life. Tink!
Tink!
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