Had a call today...

I got called by a past lgf this morning. A back story on her, I'll call her Justine, and when I first met Justine I was 19 years old, and she was 8 yrs old. She caught my attention immediately, although I don't really like the "tomboy" look, it was definitely working for her. She almost looked like Anna Chlumsky from "My Girl" fame, but this happened long before Anna donned her role on that movie, but I was definitely taken in by her immediately.

She knew things that a girl her age shouldn't know, she was philosophical, with theories about things, very bright girl. I met her at a BBQ on the 4th of July. She liked me too, immediately making body contact with me, hugging me, sitting on my lap, and just enjoying sitting with one another and talking. A few weeks later, I saw her again, at another outing that was taken place right next door to me, and again we enjoyed a lovely day together. As it turned out, she was only 6 houses down from me, on the back street of my house..(the street that is in the back of me) so everyday she would ride her bike over to my house for the rest of the summer. We spent some very lovely days together, I really liked her and she liked me. We spent some time together during the winter months too, but with school, and other engagements, we couldn't spend a lot of time together, sometimes it would be weeks before we saw each other again. The next summer, as sson as school let out, she was right back coming over every day again, she helped me around the house, planted a garden in my front yard, help me put together a shelf, and other odd projects that I had, her Mother came over with her one day and I showed all the projects that we had been working on and her Mother said "Wow, she must really like you to do all this, I can't get her to clean her room!" We spent lots of time together, watched a TON of movies and TV shows together. We did a lot of things together that summer. Anyway, at the end of the summer she comes to me crying, they were going to move away, her Dad got a new job in another state. She wouldn't be able to come over anymore. I was sad she had to go, but that's life, I explained, it happens...I told her I'll never forget her. We hugged, she kissed me on my cheek and told me she loved me, and I told her that I loved her. I gave her my number(which was my parents number at the time) and told her to call me every chance she got. She did, she called me almost everyday, then it got to be every week, then it got to be once a month, after about a year or so the calls stopped completely. I wasn't suprised, it happens..out of sight out of mind.

Now...fast forward till today, I get a call from Justine, now 24 years old, freshly graduated from Yale, she's now a lawyer. She tells me that after having an outing at her friends house yesterday, she starts to suddenly remember me. Nostalgia is a wonderful thing, it really jogs the old memory banks, and she said that she just couldn't stop thinking of me. So, she got out her old diary, and there was a phone number in there that had my name on it, and she called it. My parents never change anything, ever, that's including their phone which has been the same for 16 years, and she called it and my Mother answers the phone, and Justine tells her she's trying to get in touch with me. She gives her my cell phone number and that's how she got in touch with me.

She wanted to tell me how grateful she was to me for being her friend as a child. She also tells me that she really enjoyed those times we spent together, and that she really appreciated me for "putting up with her" (imagine that!) but I told her that I really enjoyed your company, never gave me a mins problem, and that I wasn't putting up with you, I enjoyed being around you. She laughed, and we talked for about an hour, filling me in where they had moved to, what school went to, and how she got accepted to Yale University and that law really appealed to her, and now she was working for a firm in Downtown Dallas, TX...and really doing well. I asked if she had anybody special in her life, and she said that she was dating a guy that she really likes, and feel comfortable around, but couldn't hold a candle to me! I thanked for the compliment, but told her don't let HIM hear you say that..he might jealous...I was just joking.

Anyway, it was a wonderful conversation, and I really enjoy being contacted by my past loves, they are so heartwarming, and to know that I touched a life makes me understand that I am not the monster that some people think I am or make me out to be.....