Tomorrow I am meeting up with an old friend, from secondary school, we were really good mates back then. But I haven't seen her in years, and I am looking forward to seeing her tomorrow, but I am a bit anxious as well.
As I always am when I'm seeing people I haven't seen in ages, because I'm always worried about what they'll think of me... They mostly knew me as a party girl, and quite frankly, I am not that girl anymore. And I always wonder if we'll have anything to talk about. OK, it's been years, but I can summon up those years in just a few minutes;
moved to Scotland, got pregnant, gave birth, moved back to Belgium, got pregnant, got a job as an operator expert for Belgacom customers operations (which is always a trick to tell anyone, cause mostly people then ask me what I actually do, and when I tell them, there usually is one adsl, telephone, or other problem they're struggling with), moved to Lier, got pregnant again, gave birth again, got married. And yes, I moved houses quite a few times during that period. And no, we are not planning on getting a fourth child. And I think that's about it.
Sometimes it all goes well and we talk about more then just that, but I've experienced quite a few times when I could not say anything more then that. So I hope everything will be going great tomorrow, since she was a really good friend in the old days, and we shared a lot of tears together, sometimes of sadness, sometimes because we were laughing that hard... and in a way I want most people to continue to have that image of me and not of the boring old lady I have become...
Sunday, April 29, 2007
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