You've found your long lost friend...now what?

Oh what a joyous occasion to find that olde friend on Facebook. The joy I experienced when I re-discovered Rueanne was almost indescribable! Of course, my reaction might have been different had she not been equally excited about my finding her. The last time I saw Rueanne was 1984 when I was a bridesmaid at her wedding. I was just a few months sober and was very nervous about being at the reception around the alcohol. So our reunion was sweet rather than bittersweet, as we both felt as if no time had passed. We were freinds....we didn't talk to each other for 25 years...we met again...we are freinds. Of course, there are many variations on this theme, and that's what I'm interested in tonight.

It's so easy to type in a name and hit search! There have been several people I've found and eagerly sent friend requests off to, checking frequently to see if they responded. And when they do? A few messages are exchanged, facebook photos examined, status updates studied, profile information perused. And then....what's left to say after that?  Say there's this guy who I hung out with for about a year; I think we went on two dates.  I couldn't recall what he did for a living or even where he lived. So why was I interested in finding him in particular? Because I can AND he has the distinction of having a name unusual enough to be uncommon, which makes him easy to find on Facebook!

There are several Mr. X and Ms. X on my facebook friends page. Perhaps they feel the same way about me! Perhaps there will come a day when I notice that they are no longer on my friends' list because there is nothing left to say!
But you know what really freaks me out? To receive friend requests from people I went to high school with. It was the most horrible three years of my life, and I have successfully blocked it from my consicousness for decades. So I find it incredible that anyone remembers me from that time. Why? And what do they remember? When I look at the photos of the people from Bella Vista class of 19 _ _, some of the names seems barefly recognizable. It's as if those years of my life happened to someone else. Ah, but that's another tale to tell.....good night!