together again

it's funny to think how time just happens. years go by and then we look back and wonder exactly how did those years go by without me knowing? i'm realizing it's actually a beautiful thing. life is being lived and days are being spent creating these individual worlds. i realize it's even more fantastic when life "just happens" and then we stop for a moment, invite old friends over for dinner, and enjoy each other where we are now. three years later (and hopefully the wiser).

last night, g and i had an old college friend, peter, and his wife, emily, over for dinner. the last time i had seen these two was after graduation at their summer wedding. three whole years ago. back then, we were all in different places. peter and emily tying the knot, me finishing nursing school, pre-gino. there was no thought as to when we'd really hang out again because, of course, we were just living the moment in joyful celebration. and as expected, life just happened.

thanks to social media, there was always some knowing of what was going on in their lives, making any inkling to actually visit seem unnecessary. then came the day when i said screw it! here is a great friend and his wife, living nearby, without kids, with an appetite for adventure. so g and i invited them over for a summer evening dinner.

at once, my two worlds merged: my past and my present. it was surreal. here is peter - the guy who played guitar on our patio on ophir, the one who was guaranteed to attend all our parties, the one who collected cereal boxes to hang on his apartment wall - sitting at a table set for four. two college buds, joined by the loves of our lives.

we drank and ate, lit the candles when the sky grew dark, ate some more, and enjoyed reconnecting. yeah three years passed, but those three years bought us here. now. as is.

my heart is gleaming with joy having peter and emily back in my real life, the one shared with g. as peter played the guitar last night after dinner, i felt like everything was so right. we may not have been sitting in our past on ophir, but what joy it was to sit in our present at la casa de erica and g. three years gone by, but that moment lived to the fullest.