I was going through a whole lot of photos the other day of our wild, wicked and crazy parties with ”the Crew” (our friends). Wow, were those the Good ol’ Days. I could really brag to say that I always used to think how fortunate my husband and I are to have such a close knit group of friends, who you would more than likely consider your family.

But just like the seasons change, so do people. I guess it’s all part of growing and leaving some parts of ourselves behind, that are of no use to us anymore. Just like a snake sheds its skin, so do people lose parts of their personalities, hopefully their bad traits. Some just make a change for the worse.

Athough change is good and a part of life, I don’t normally leave the welcome mat out for the new adjustments. Being the creature of habit that I am, I found it difficult to let go. Not to let go of the memories, memories are wonderful, but letting go of old ways of thinking, old perspectives.

With certain people there will always be that special bond for life, whether you see eachother or not. With others, the change is so drastic, that some people simply move out of your life altogether.

I love my friends, but sometimes feel as though I don’t relate to them as much as what I used to. I am not the type of person to be stuck in a time warp for the rest of my life. I want the fun, craziness and not a care in the world to last, but not to the detriment of not being true to myself.

How does a person bring back the spark and make those indelible days last forever. I’d love to know.