I spoke with Nugie on the phone for what must have been hours tonight. A conversation that should be had over a bottle of chardonnay but was sadly reduced to cell phones and cold lattes. Though we were mostly playing catch up, it was one of those amazing conversations that should just never end- memories of an experience shared, something so unique and spectacular that she is one of the six lovely souls cemented into my heart.
We haven't seen each other since we've been back on this side of the Atlantic, which is completely ridiculous because we're only two hours away. I have just been "too busy" trying to sort my way out of a life I don't recognize and she has been lost in a sea of law books somewhere south of the Mason- Dixon line. We talked about our friends and going to graduation and giggled over the silliness of Dublin, missing a life that is no longer ours, and worst of all, no longer exists. We can always go back and visit, but it will never be the same. There will always be longing for the past- it must be one of life's greatest tragedies. Regardless, it was really nice to have someone to commiserate with.
Next week we are going to get together when I'm in DC for an interview. Drinks, vacation-discussions, and Sex and the City are already on the itinerary, along with aggressive career planning. Its something familiar and it will be wonderful. Especially with everything so up in the air and a new life that is not yet determined, its a comfort to know that at least one part of my old life crossed the ocean with me.
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