Looking up from my book, I watched a humming bird buzz the pool. A bright orange dragonfly darted after it. I listened to the quiet, a different quiet from a morning at home. No dog snoring gently, no cars on the street outside. The pool filter hummed on and off. Birds swooped and called as they dashed from fence post to cactus.
Still on East Coast time, I woke early in Tucson. While my friends still slept, I sat out on the patio in the still cool morning sipping coffee, reading a bit, daydreaming. It was delightful. It was restorative. And it wasn’t the best part of the weekend.
As the sun rose higher and the temps soared, my friends came out one by one. A short run. Some yoga. Some lazing. We each did our own thing before breakfast. I made the omelet. Aimee started the bacon. Jen flipped pancakes. Heather and Jemma carried plates and silverware out to the shaded seats on the patio.
I met these women 21 years ago, give or take a couple of weeks, when luck put us in the same dorm during our first year of college. I saw two of these women briefly last year after a long hiatus, but the other two? It’s been nine years in one case, eleven in the other. And in all cases, it’s been no time. Old friends are like that.
We settled into conversations that were years of catching up without feeling like recap. We talked relationships and kids and work. We remembered who we were and figured out who we are.
I’ve been looking forward to this trip all summer, because I needed a break and I was excited to see these friends. I didn’t realize how much I needed to see them.
Being with old friends reconnected me to parts of myself that I had forgotten. I came back refreshed from a full night’s sleep and the quiet mornings by the pool. I came back refilled from the conversations poolside and around the dinner table. I came back refilled by laughter and hugs and knowing these people know me, the Sara I was 20+ years ago, the Sara I’ve been since, the Sara I am now.
Reconnect with an old friend today. Call them, message them, write them. Reconnect with an old friend and see what else you connect with.
I AM visiting old friends, today actually! We are all meeting this weekend far from our homes for one of my dearest college roommate’s wedding. Quite possibly, this will be the last wedding reunion although we have made attempts over the years to meet inbetween the big events. Reading your post has me inspired and excited to see them and to be sure we plan another event together for sooner rather than later.
LIlly, we hadn’t gotten together since the last wedding in 2006. It was time—and it was lovely to have time together when all of us were just able to relax.
What a great getaway! I also love meeting up with old friends. Every year I try to make sure I meet up with a few of my dearest friends from highschool for a weekend getaway. It’s so refreshing to spend time with friends that have known you forever.
Anastasia, we’re going to try to do this regularly. It is refreshing!