after eight years
of not hearing anything from kaye i finally got a call from her earlier this evening.
kaye is my childhood friend in bahrain. she is three years older than me, but at the time we just got on so well...we talked for hours on end about life,books,paintings and music. we watched the sun sink into arabian waters countless times, walked through the streets of adliya licking on very,berry strawberry ice-cream from baskin&robbins in the middle of winter...we had such lovely times together. i completely adored kaye and it devastated me when she and her family had to come back to the philippines.
the day she left bahrain was the day i decided i had to come home too. i had bouts of depression and acted like a psycho for months until my mom agreed to let me come home. i spent two weeks w kaye in cagayan de oro in the summer of '96. we went to mvc in bukidnon and talked of our hopes and dreams under the tall pines, in the wee hours before the sun rose we rode horses around the campus- once again i was w my much adored friend.
somewhere in the middle of schoolwork and the difficulty of connecting thru non gsm phones - kaye and i lost contact. now thanks to friendster and the gsm phone we have bridged eight years of wondering where the other one was.
eight years have changed a lot for kaye and me. i am now 21, fresh out of college w a job in a call center. kaye said she is married w a baby boy who'll be turning a year old on the 24th of this month.
hmmn..this is not exactly the way we planned our lives to be..we planned to make a book together, one where i would be the writer and she would make wonderful watercolor illustrations for it.
after our conversation i felt like i had both lost and gained something dear to me. lost a childhood dream that i wove together w a friend but gained the friend w whom i made the dream with...
when i got to the office and looked thru my email, kaye had already sent me pics of her baby during her delivery. i'm sure she must be the happy mommy, but i just had to cringe at the sight of all that blood on the baby!
oh well, i guess the girl is happy and that afterall is what is most important...
kaye is my childhood friend in bahrain. she is three years older than me, but at the time we just got on so well...we talked for hours on end about life,books,paintings and music. we watched the sun sink into arabian waters countless times, walked through the streets of adliya licking on very,berry strawberry ice-cream from baskin&robbins in the middle of winter...we had such lovely times together. i completely adored kaye and it devastated me when she and her family had to come back to the philippines.
the day she left bahrain was the day i decided i had to come home too. i had bouts of depression and acted like a psycho for months until my mom agreed to let me come home. i spent two weeks w kaye in cagayan de oro in the summer of '96. we went to mvc in bukidnon and talked of our hopes and dreams under the tall pines, in the wee hours before the sun rose we rode horses around the campus- once again i was w my much adored friend.
somewhere in the middle of schoolwork and the difficulty of connecting thru non gsm phones - kaye and i lost contact. now thanks to friendster and the gsm phone we have bridged eight years of wondering where the other one was.
eight years have changed a lot for kaye and me. i am now 21, fresh out of college w a job in a call center. kaye said she is married w a baby boy who'll be turning a year old on the 24th of this month.
hmmn..this is not exactly the way we planned our lives to be..we planned to make a book together, one where i would be the writer and she would make wonderful watercolor illustrations for it.
after our conversation i felt like i had both lost and gained something dear to me. lost a childhood dream that i wove together w a friend but gained the friend w whom i made the dream with...
when i got to the office and looked thru my email, kaye had already sent me pics of her baby during her delivery. i'm sure she must be the happy mommy, but i just had to cringe at the sight of all that blood on the baby!
oh well, i guess the girl is happy and that afterall is what is most important...
its really good to be seeing someone you have not seen for a very long time...
Posted by
San |
3:31 PM