:: Tuesday, March 07, 2006 ::

"Well so long, good friends, when will we meet again?" (Jack Johnson)

Today, I indulged my little Obsessive Compulsive gene and re-organized the big box of photos from the back of my closet. Wow. I didn't remember how many people I'd forgotten. And those I do remember, I miss like crazy...

There's a picture of Dr. Olson's couch, filled to overflowing with some of my very first friends at LU... Laura and Jesse and Jason and Shroud... I think we played Pictionary that night. I remember laughing until I felt life would be good forever.

Then there's the snapshot of rolly-chair races in the courtyard with DeAnn and Esther. I thought they were both very quiet and reserved when we first met... That was before the mud-wrestling and the toilet-papered rooms and the fake tattoos and the late-night Dairy Queen runs. I vaguely remember us making a pact to meet up again sometime, somewhere. I wish I could remember...

Of course, there's a classic group pic from a Third Day concert with Rachel and Josiah and Randy and Kris. I'm not sure we ever entirely meshed as a group, but I loved how our time together was always about music.

There's a picture of Amanda, Lindsey, and I hanging out on the picnic table, all in green shirts as different as our personalities. We wanted to go somewhere exotic and life-changing together, maybe Sierra Leone, but never got around to it. I think about them every time I hear "Prince of Peace."

I love the picture of Querida and Amy and I wearing the ugliest dresses we could find at Goodwill. We called it group therapy for our Un-Girlfriends Club. I think we were alike in as many ways as we weren't. Who else could start a theoretical band named Vegetarian Meatloaf and hyperventilate together over oatmeal creme pies?

Oh yes, and the picture of Sarah, Becca, Becky, and I modeling our famous wall of hats... I can't imagine having better roommates. Most of us are married, and we're in various corners of the country, but I think it would be grand to have a pajama party reunion complete with pumpkin pie and a man/woman graph.

There are so many more pictures and places and people, and it's hard to tell if my life is richer for having experienced them or poorer for having lost them. I'd like un-lose them, please.

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:: Bethany Bassett - 10:56 PM :: + ::