Life is but a walking shadow

I reconnected with one of my university friends recently. We were good friends but lost touch over the years. Though she went to in America after marriage and I have been in Canada for a long time but somehow we didn’t talk that often. She is a loyal friend and a friend to go to in time of need. When I called her, I didn’t feel any time gap. It was as if we have never been apart.

I, of course, regret that I didn’t call her earlier but I am glad that I did now. As I am growing old, the need to reconnect with my old friend is becoming stronger.  Even friends I made here are becoming more important. We share our feelings, support each other and without saying have such fun. I am sure many of my readers are experiencing the same thing.

Why does it happen? I think once you reach your forties, you realize time is running out. You suddenly wake up one morning and there is that first grey strand in your hair, that first wrinkle under your eye and you start thinking about retirement saving and making a will.

We also start calling our parents more often. Reminisce old times with our siblings. Isn’t it? Oh we may still hold grudges about how an older sibling took advantage of us or how a younger one always told tales to our parents but we still want to reconnect with them.

Because life is but a walking shadow and time is its messenger. Age is its courier. Then why wait for that moment? Why cant we make those phone calls today? Why can’t we go for a cup of coffee with our friends taking out time from our busy schedules? My girlfriends meet once every month at least and one of them works in retail. She exchanges her shift with someone at work if we somehow cannot schedule our meeting according to her.

I cherish these moments with my girlfriends. My husband still remains my best friend but even he cannot compete with my girl time. We cannot catch the shadow but we can make it wait with our happy moments.

So be it!!!