It's crazy to me that so much time can pass and so many things around us change, but at the same time, everything stays the same. You know those people who you could not see or talk to for months but then catch up like you saw each other five minutes ago? Well, I have been blessed with these kind of people in my life.
I'm two days back from my trip to the northeast and I've fallen back into my routine of working and working out and getting ready for the semester ahead. In the last week I have traveled to New York City, Brooklyn, Long Island, Philadelphia and different parts of New Jersey.
Two years ago, I lived in New Jersey and went to school at Rider University. When I left, I was worried and sad that I was leaving my friends behind me and a life that I loved there. Fast forward two years and it was surreal getting on the plane. Pulling into Newark airport, I was like a little kid in a candy store as a viewed NYC out of my window.
In the last week I have seen friends who I haven't seen in years. Some have managed to make their way to Texas and others I have seen when I visit family in New Jersey but this trip was different. When you only talk to someone on the phone for such a long period of time, you forget what a special bond you had and still have. It amazes me that with each person I saw, it was like nothing had changed between us.
The girl I've known since kindergarten and I were able to visit a new place together and make new inside jokes. My old college roommate and I still gave each other a hard time and told old stories, a few friends talked about our old coach and living on campus and one friend and I were still acting silly and playing pranks just like we used to. I am so thankful for all of these friendships everyday.
I not only got to see people I haven't seen in years but places as well. I know that everybody has at least one place in their life that bring back those nostalgic moments. Those moments that you can almost live in when you go back. It's like hearing a song and being right back in that memory where you first heard that song. This was quite possibly my favorite part of the trip. These places hadn't changed either. I was still riding the same train I rode two years ago to visit my cousin and best friend at their school. Riding the same train into New York City just to walk around times square for a day.
There was, however, the harsh reality of also trying to find my way around new things, like the subway. Let me tell you that I cannot tell you the different between the A, B, C,D , E ,F or G line on the subway, if those even exist. I also had to take a bus to Philadelphia where our first stop was the Liberty Bell concourse area and I thought I saw the Liberty Bell when in reality it was a church bell ( can you say blonde?) All of these new experiences made for new memories though.
Although so much is different with our friends and places were live, nothing really changes when someone means so much. When you finally do reach your new destination, it's all about the new memories and the new people that you meet. I can say that with a year left until I venture into my unknown future of the adult world, I am both excited and scared. I'm ready to make new memories but I love the ones I've already made.
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