Ezra and Ben have a beer with Brad

    You know, it's funny how things work out. I'm not sure if I'm the only person that does this but when I'm with a close friend I often think about the first time I saw them. Not when I officially "met" them, but when I first "saw" them. I have a lot of close personal friends today that I would see from time to time either wandering the halls of a building where I worked, sitting in the front of a classroom, or maybe even just walking around town. We didn't have a relationship then and at the time I never thought I would ever get to know them. But, after a chance meeting here, or a slightly awkward elevator ride there, we began to talk and the next thing you know I usually ended up spending the majority of my time with them. I have even ended up becoming great friends with people that I used to make fun of in my younger more critical/bullying days (no names). I didn't even know them at the time but for some reason I felt the need to jeer them. Kids are just cruel I suppose.

     When I do take the time to reflect on such events and beginnings of relationships one common theme always emerges. When I first met my "now friend" they always seemed much taller when I didn't know them. It is as if I literally had to look up to them at first and over time they all shrank down to my eye level. Anyone else feel the same way or is it just me?

     Anyway, this post isn't really about that per se. This post is about reconnecting with old friends. I first met Ezra and Ben when we all took a biology job out west. We parted ways a couple of years ago and somehow life reunited us over 2200 miles from where we first met. Life can be a funny thing sometimes.

     If you have any similar stories or want to share some of your own idiosyncrasies I'd love to hear them. Leave a comment.

Take care of yourself and each other...