I was on my weekly Skype cocktails date!
Guess I should say something about that since I promised I would, eventually. A month or so back, I got a message via Facebook that just said "Hi" with a little hand waving emoji. I don't use Facebook Messenger a lot, and my account there is set to deep private, so if you're not on my friends list, it won't even TELL me you messaged me. I just happened to be DMing with my nephew on some of my late sister's paperwork he was filling out, and saw I had an "unknown sender" message waiting.
Not unknown, though. Definitely not. As soon as I saw the name . . . . hoo, buddy. Blast from 36+ years ago, and a very, very memorable fling with a girl on vacation from New York I met on the beach in Ventura. Memorable enough that I've thought of her often over the years, wondering whatever became of her, and never forgotten her name.
So we're emailing & DMing & have a weekly Skype date now, and . . . well, neither one of us is those skinny tan beach kids anymore, right? But there's this level of connection based on having HAD that, I guess, and . . . it's going okay, actually. Maybe even better than. We're talking about taking a vacation together back in SoCal next year to, aaaah, reconnect.
Hopefully in the most literal sense of the word.
Life's a funny thing. I've been a bachelor since my divorce 25+ years ago, and the spaces between relationships have gotten lengthier and lengthier over time and frankly, I kind of just figured I was in the "resting on my laurels" stage of that part of my life now. Wasn't looking, certainly wasn't expecting. And yet here we are.
Pre-social media days, this wouldn't have even been possible. Guess it really is all in the timing.
~Boar