Some may call me a bridge burner. I don't think I deliberately burn bridges, I just let them fall apart. Within the last six months I have been getting reacquainted with friends from my past via Facebook, blogs and email. Before this, my idea of staying connected with high school friends was asking my friend Brooke, about everybody. After graduating from high school I was ready for a change, and my friends can attest to the fact that I didn't look back. Somehow I felt that I had to leave the past behind in order to move forward, and sometimes you do. As I have learned of my friends' accomplishments, moves, and growing families, I feel some regret. Not too much, because I love where I am in life and what I am doing. But the seven-year journey since high school could have been more fun had I stayed in touch with the people who remind me of easier days. With another move coming up next year, I see this as a second chance to prove I can keep up with my friendships. Here's to a future of more intact bridges.
