Well, a good update today!
Let me take you back, my friends. Back to a time of innocence. A time of homework and firecrackers after dark in the playground.
During these glorious times, my family and I, we had some neighbours. These neighbours moved in after us, and soon became close friends and our families enjoyed many a good time.
Then one day, tragedy struck. The father of said family, to be further known as Erik, got transferred to the US for work.
We tried our best to keep in touch, but as these things go, we drifted apart and lost contact.
The subject of tracking down our old friends came up many a time over the 7 or so years since contact was lost, but any and all attempts proved fruitless.
Hard times begun. Our old friends were nowhere to be found. The infamous and tragic 9/11 came and went and we had no word. My mother feared something had potentially happened. I thought nothing of it, because as most of you know, Tennessee and New York, well, they aren't very close to each other.
My mother can be a stubborn woman, God love her.
Then a few weeks ago, my sister and her friends were being silly and the subject of our old friends came up. I declared by the end of the evening that I would track them down. 10 minutes later, with the help of my
other good friend, Google, I had found Erik's email address.
After much debate my father emailed him, and by God, it WAS him. Contact had been re-established! Good times!
So we now have been exchanging emails with them and I feel pretty good about all of it. My mother (and all of us) loved them very much and we (especially my mother) were heartbroken when contact was lost.
I feel a major milestone in our lives has been hit.
