I was out with them and it was the same fun times, with laughter and hugs and sexual innuendos. But as I laughed and hugged and made inappropriate references, I looked around and realized that these temporary reunions are all I get with them now. I can keep generally up-to-date on the major life events, and many of the minor ones, through Facebook and Twitter. Those sites have truly helped me keep in touch. I know many people who don't necessarily agree that the social networking sites are really for keeping in touch and claim they're more for "stalking." I think that's true in many situations. But when you live on the other side of the country from the people who have been your best friends for over 10 years, and in some cases more, it turns back to what I think the idea was supposed to be - to keep in touch.
But keeping in touch doesn't make it the same. We can have conversations through messages back and forth and we can still laugh and make our innuendos. But it's all without their hugs, their voices, the actual sound of their laughter, which in some cases is funnier than the thing that was funny in the first place (like when I do my "squeaky laugh" or when Melly does her "orgasm laugh").
I'm going to try to not make the rest of this trip as bittersweet as I feel right now. I know the many reasons I love Boston and I know that it's the right choice for me. We will see each other, if not as frequently. They will visit me. I will visit them. We'll talk about the good and the bad and the funny. We'll reminisce about high school and college and the fact that we've managed to grow together even while growing up. We made it through a lot in 10 years. Many people wouldn't have made it this far. High school friends are supposed to be the ones you grow away from. Not the ones that become your family. But because they are my family, I know we'll continue to make it.
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