Last night, my parents were catching up with an old friend they knew before they even got married (23+ years). My father -as he waited for him to arrive- looked like a kid waiting to open his birthday gifts. He was literally following me around the house telling me stories of how good friends they were(and still) and that only distance (they both left Lebanon) prevented them from seeing each other all that time. I’m happy and excited about this small reunion between my parents and their friend…But I’m kind of sad and disappointed because I know that in 23+ years, I won’t experience such thing….
What’s happening to people?? or is it just me??
I’ve heard numerous stories from my fathers side about the friendships he has lasting over 40+ years. And to say that we should blame people would be selfish. For we are what we become to be and are settled on the decisions we make. I have stumbled upon almost two decades of knowing such people and can not see myself fading away from their existence anytime soon. -ez
that’s nice skep
I I’ll be able to find that 
I hope*