Lost Connection
I find myself swept up in "What if I had done..." scenarios tonight. In Particular about a lost love, McKenzie, who I met nearly 20 years ago on the ExperienceProject.
We were in love from afar, it wasn't some instant attraction, but rather a closeness that grew through the years we had known each other. This was back when Skype still existed and people actually used it.
Long story made short, we woke up to the impossibility of our situation and decided to stay in touch...only, I got locked out of all of my accounts that had her contact info about 9 years ago. I tried every way I could think of to get back in touch with her, even made a social media account to see if I could find her again, but never could (tried again, still can't).
I don't know where life has taken her (Probably still teaching, she had just landed her first Job as an elementary school teacher the last time I was able to speak to her), and I hope she is happy wherever she is...
Nonetheless I find myself feeling a sense of loss, a sort of sorrow in what seems a last awakening on the subject. I never stopped loving the person I knew then, and even in the many years between then and now, I have often found myself thinking of her. Maybe it's stupid of me, but I don't want to let go of those memories.
We were in love from afar, it wasn't some instant attraction, but rather a closeness that grew through the years we had known each other. This was back when Skype still existed and people actually used it.
Long story made short, we woke up to the impossibility of our situation and decided to stay in touch...only, I got locked out of all of my accounts that had her contact info about 9 years ago. I tried every way I could think of to get back in touch with her, even made a social media account to see if I could find her again, but never could (tried again, still can't).
I don't know where life has taken her (Probably still teaching, she had just landed her first Job as an elementary school teacher the last time I was able to speak to her), and I hope she is happy wherever she is...
Nonetheless I find myself feeling a sense of loss, a sort of sorrow in what seems a last awakening on the subject. I never stopped loving the person I knew then, and even in the many years between then and now, I have often found myself thinking of her. Maybe it's stupid of me, but I don't want to let go of those memories.
