Communication, we are told, is the key to any relationship. Thats the advice I hear a lot too. For a successful relationship, communicate regularly.
And then there are those relationships that somehow survive without constant communication. How does that work? I dont quite know but I spent my Saturday afternoon with this fact.
I hadnt seen him in a very long time. Id bump into him online now and then and invites for coffee would follow. There was always a reason to not accept or take a raincheck. There was always somewhere else I had to be or something else I had to do. This weekend, though, I felt ashamed of the umpteen number of invites and declines. So I accepted.
I had 13 other things on my to-do list for the weekend. In my mind, I calculated and alloted time I thought would be enough to play catch up. The plan was made. And like most best laid plans, re-made.
I was there for hours. It wasnt just fun and it wasnt just playing catch up. It was definitely effortless.
The sun streamed into the room. The dog sat quietly at the foot of the bed. Music to movies to work to people to beliefs to values, we talked and discussed and argued. He made a joke when I was leaving, “Ill probably see you months from now…..” and maybe that is true and time will pass and things will change but (and cliche as it sounds) I do know that some things will still be the same.