They will finish your sentences, they will remember last time when you drove your teacher crazy when you were twelve, and they tell you the truth when you’ve had made a mistake. But mostly, they are always there for you—whether it’s in person or through late night phone calls—in good times or bad times. But as the years pass, it becomes increasingly difficult to see each other, to make new memories. Fortunately, my buddy and I contacted with each other from time to time. We had a reunion several days before.
A few days ago, we met up for a three-day weekend in Beijing. We grew up together in Northeast and have said for years that we should have an annual event, yet it’s often postponed or canceled due to schedule conflicts. Till this year.
Four of usone from Northeast, one from Tianjin and one from Kunming who would take a business trip to Russian, he can only stay here for four hours.Chattering and memory swapping, we were about twelve again in a about five minutes. Naturally, We talked about the things we done, the people we knew, girl who stole our heart,etc. We were new people. We were husbands and boyfriends to someone back home. We are businessman, teacher,manager and engineer. We were no longer boys, no longer post-college grads. We are adults,now.
The meals are delicious, but seldom do we touch them, we just drink and talk, it seems that we have lots of things to share, to remember. Then, we sit there all in silence, to look back our past, seriously. No tears of sadness or anger, but an outpouring of emotion over the sheer wonderment that we can be this close,twelve years after graduation-with such physical distance between us. It’s heartbreaking that we can’t spend our days together in the same neighborhood, walking the same streets, reading the same newspaper at the same coffee shop. But that’s life. Grown-up life.
Our adaptability to one another is really amazing.Months we spend apart are no-existent. No need to get reacquainted, we jump back in the saddle and it’s as comfortable as ever. Friends with an ever-present sense of support and brotherhood, friends that know each other innately, though hard to come by and yet we remain as tight today as we were, years ago.
Life-pace today is fast. Our world, spinning slightly off its axis, is full of doubt, uncertainty. Yet it reminds me-now, more than ever-how vital it is that we stay in close touch. We may have doubt about our future, but we have true faith in our past, and though this reunion of friends has come to a close, we are already planning for the next one.