Many, if not most of my friends from my pre-injury days have faded from my life which is really to no surprise. The time before my injury was a different life, a life I find very hard to coexist with my new one. I am the same person I was then, I have the same identity but along with my injury came a rebirth that has sent me down a different path. For a while I thought that maybe I would eventually go back to that life, that once again everything would be the same, but it is not possible. My experience has changed my life forever and things will never be the same. When one says things will never be the same, it seems to always carry a bad connotation with it, but it needs not. It turns out that I’m not going to live a normal, average life which blends into the mainstream society. Instead, I’m destined for great things, great things which will not come easy but will inspire a growth of the soul I would not have had a chance to experience otherwise.
Back to my point of friends, I have decided to take on the responsibility of maintaining contact with friends who I feel destined to remain close to. This includes friends from my past life, friends I have made in my new life, and extended family. To maintain friendships it takes an acceptance of responsibility to want to maintain that friendship. A simple phone call and a short conversation is all it takes to keep a relationship strong. There are friends out there who I want to stay in contact with, not really knowing exactly where my want comes from. Mostly my desire endures because they energized my soul upon meeting them and their souls shine brightly in my eyes, or maybe their faithfulness overtime has proven the friendship. These are the people I’m going to call each weekend, even if I am calling for the second, or third, or even fourth time with no reply. I suppose I will give up eventually and view it as a friendship which was not meant to be.
This past weekend I was able to get in touch with my friend Mike from college. Why do I want to stay in touch with Mike? Because every time I see him my spirit increases, my soul expands, my heart lightens, and my mind is at ease. His personality is infectious and his joy for others seems to know no bounds. We seem to have grown closer since my injury even though we have only experienced a few phone calls and a couple visits. His heart is always open to all I have to say and our conversations range from subjects of extreme immaturity to serious topics of spirituality. Jumping from subject to subject the affirmation of who I am grows stronger, something all true friends should do for one another. And as I hang up the phone another friendship lives on, one among many that should not be so easily forgotten.