homeless in cali and md
home: an environment offering security and happiness.
the holidays come and what do most people want? to go home. i am one of those people. in fact, we went “home” for thanksgiving. home to narrows….the small town where i grew up and my family still lives. while home, i got to catch up with a old, dear, friend. her name is debbie.
debbie & i went to school together. i don’t know how we became friends. i dont ever remember “getting to know” debbie. its like one day we barely knew each other and then the next day we were sharing secrets.
i think our fast friendship was due to our common dream to go on many adventures in life. or, our common fear of getting stuck in the small town of narrows. therefore, we both did everything we could think of that could better our chances of getting out. we played every sport available to girls at our high school (other than cheerleading). we were involved in every academic club or competition. we took every hard class offerred. and we graduated first and second in our class with our eyes set on college…aka, the great escape. in the process of chasing after our dreams, or running away from our fears, we became friends. something about spending 10-12 hours a day/5 days a week with a person, will cause you to bond.
we see much less of each other now. usually once a year, around a holiday when we have both returned to the town we spent many years trying to escape. but the bond is still there. this bond is different now….it has grown as we have. something is special about our friendship….something that i dont understand but is keeping us connected.
i have lost meaningful contact with every person i went to high school or college with, except for debbie. and lately when we do get to visit, there is a sense that we will be connected for a long time. though we live on opposite sides of the coast, i believe we are chasing the same dreams again (or running away from the same fears).
we are searching for home…
