I’m meeting up with two of my old uni friends on Friday for a few drinks – I know, imagine how excited I am!
We met up a few months ago, the first time the three of us had been together in 14 years – 14 years?? How can I be that old?! I lived with all boys in my first year of uni, so it seems fitting that I ended up with a house full of boys for life…
Sitting across from these two 33 year old men, I couldn’t help but see them as the two 18 year old boys I spent such an important year of my life with, even though they are both very important now working in law and banking. We went out in the world together and they looked after me when I had so much to learn in my first year away from home. One cuddled me when I broke up with my boyfriend from home even though he’d only known me a few days, because he knew I was alone. He also played so many pranks on me I can’t remember them all, just to keep me on my toes and prepare me for the real world. (I once couldn’t find my forks for about 2 months). The other is responsible for my love (still) of garage music and Bob Marley.
So why am I writing about them now? Because even though we haven’t seen each other for so long and our lives have dealt us very different cards, we still have history. Friends will always be friends if you have shared life together. They might not think that going out for a few drinks with me is a big deal, but it is to me. Firstly I get a night out (hooray!), but I feel really touched that they actually want to meet up with me – I’m a mum now with a zillion children, and they don’t have kids yet, so it means a lot that they are still interested in who I am. They will probably tell me they were just bored and didn’t have anything better to do, but I’m okay with that too!
And meeting up with uni friends also means I can remember who I used to be then and be proud of how far I’ve come. I can enjoy finding fun me again amongst the chaos of every day. If you’re reading you two, thanks for making time for an old friend :O)
And for any other long lost friends reading this, I do think about you all, always with a smile at what we used to get up to – let’s book our meet ups in too.