christmas time as always is an interesting time. i, we(?) get sentimental, thinking about persons and situations that we haven't thought about for what seems like a life time. memories... the other day i watched again the film 'when harry met sally.' it's so cool to have a look again at new york in the eighties. it was a lovely walk down memory lane.i like almost everything about the film, but what seems to stand out most for me is remembering how at the end of the day i would curl up in bed and talk for a while with my best friend. it was sheer pleasure and such a cosy way to end the day before drifting off to sleep.
today in our fast paced existence, there simply seems to be little time for visiting... i've a friend who gets it. i rang him up and got his voice mail. he rang back, but this time i was in the middle of macy's with christmas carols playing softly over head. there, i layed down the slacks i was planning to try on, and stood there and talked to him. it was nice to be mindful of the moment...
and i confess that i'm feeling a bit sentimental, as i always do during christmas season. and it's a sweet thing to get messages and phone calls from persons we haven't heard from for quite some time these days. it really shows who is thinking of you during this sentimental time.
in my last post i mentioned how when we were wee ones, the panic, nervousness and exitement that came over us when boy meets girl. well i got to thinking about my first crush in grammer school. it was 'james powell,' and i thought he was the cutest. these were the days when the girls were in one line and the boys in another. well, i would look to see where james powell was in line, count, and then place me self next to him in the girls' line so that i could hold his hand.
well i ran into james as an adult one day before entering the metro...
there he was after all these years. when our eyes met i said 'you might not remember me...' he said 'i remember you very well, you still look the same.' as did he, only older of course and incredibly handsome. the cute boy had grown into a handsome man. we exchanged memories before i ran off in nervousness...have yourself...
let your heart be light...
have a memorable weekend...
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if only i had your number
Love, love this post - I have my heart on sleeve too - I should know better at my age..!
Hope you have a great w/end reminiscing...the pace of life nowadays is just too, too fast - good to slow down every now and again..:)
Lingering and chatting and having long conversations is a luxury that people seem not to invest in. I do love that movie. I had a high school boyfriend that we used to watch TV on the phone and even fall asleep together over the phone. It was all very romantic.
Your story about your friend from childhood is very touching. I am sure he was thrilled to see you.
Your writing always leaves me feeling cozy. When Harry Met Sally is one of my favorite movies. I can watch it over and over. It's sad that people are so busy nowadays. I try to remember people before things, and I am so greatful for my friends that I hope I always make time for them.
I absolutely love 'When Harry Met Sally. It just makes you believe in dreams. Pampers you with hope.
Christmas time is magical. Even the ugliest buildings can look magnificent lit up with decorations. And like you said Audrey, friends from near and afar contact you. I always try to call someone I haven't spoken to in a long while.
Yesterday when I got up from the Paris metro tunnel, I was taken aback by the illuminations. It just looked so fairy-like. The station is very small and far from the touristic center, so I wasn't at all awaiting for something like that. I took it all in contently.
I also remember the 80s in New York...but my memories are not so peaceful and cozy. I was never in bed at an hour decent enough to be chatting with a friend on the phone! But it was glamorous and sparkling in its own way. I'm just glad I survived!
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