I have 2 close friends from boarding school, Marie Sophie and Stephanie.
We all live miles and miles away from each other, one in Prague and another in Guatemala.
It's been almost 10 years since we bade each other farewell, with hugs and promises to keep in touch.
The 2 years after parting, we keep very much in contact, with hand written letters, e-mails and occasional phone calls.
But as with all long distance friendships/relationships, the constant updates lessened and the e-mails trickled down to 3 a year at most. We were all busy with new lives in uni and with new friends.
Recently though, we got in touch again, e-mails stand at about 6 a year, but are lengthy with fervent updates on what has been happening in all the years we've not seen each other.
Sometimes I feel like I'm holding on the memory of the friendship, I'm not the same person then and neither are they. But reading their e-mails, I can still feel their spirit and essence that I fell in love with way back then. It seems as though we never changed at all. They will always have a very special place in my heart, and till the day comes to head to Guatemala for Stephanie's wedding as bridesmaids, or holiday together as old friends, memories of boarding school will always bring a smile to my face.
We all live miles and miles away from each other, one in Prague and another in Guatemala.
It's been almost 10 years since we bade each other farewell, with hugs and promises to keep in touch.
The 2 years after parting, we keep very much in contact, with hand written letters, e-mails and occasional phone calls.
But as with all long distance friendships/relationships, the constant updates lessened and the e-mails trickled down to 3 a year at most. We were all busy with new lives in uni and with new friends.
Recently though, we got in touch again, e-mails stand at about 6 a year, but are lengthy with fervent updates on what has been happening in all the years we've not seen each other.
Sometimes I feel like I'm holding on the memory of the friendship, I'm not the same person then and neither are they. But reading their e-mails, I can still feel their spirit and essence that I fell in love with way back then. It seems as though we never changed at all. They will always have a very special place in my heart, and till the day comes to head to Guatemala for Stephanie's wedding as bridesmaids, or holiday together as old friends, memories of boarding school will always bring a smile to my face.