I went for a hike with an old friend last week, and I realized that reconnecting with old friends is like opening up a beloved book that you haven’t touched in years.
Seeing as we hadn’t talked in awhile, we spent a lot of time catching up. But after that layer had been peeled away, we were ourselves, and we were enjoying each other’s company, no matter how different our lives have become. To me, this is the season of new beginnings, and it felt very symbolic to be spending time with someone who I had known for so long but hadn’t seen in awhile.
I hope that every once in awhile you can also reconnect with a good friend and spend hours spilling your hearts out. Or, at the very least, opening up that beloved forgotten book.
Until next time,