|It's ok, I'm pretty sure she was|
wearing this outfit right along with me
Last night I go back in touch with a girl who became my best friend when we were both four. We haven't seen each other, talked, or even been within 8 hours of each other in 17 years, although our moms stay in contact through Christmas cards.
To some that's not as much of a big deal as it is to others. But to me it's roots.
I'm an Air Force Brat. I've lived in 7 states (and Florida two different times) and another country, I've lived in at least 19 different houses. Tetris has nothing to do with why I can pack & stack as well as I can.
I have a hard time answering the question "So, where are you from?" and don't understand the question "Well, which place did you like best?"
I am nomad and a TCK (third-culture kid). It feels like until last night, I've had no past since 13 years ago. (Yes, I have family and extended family who love me and who I know and see at least every year or so, but it's not the same.)
I'm now back in touch with someone who is part of some of my earliest memories. I don't know if we'll rekindle any sort of tight friendship, we haven't talked in years! We've both changed a lot, she now has a son who is the same age that we were when I moved away...talk about hard to wrap your head around! But I'm just excited to see her and her family and say "Hi!"
I have roots. Maybe not many, maybe widespread. But I have roots...
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