There are these people.
There are these people at critical moments in time in your personal journey that influence you, shape you, help you form yourself. They may be positive influences, they may provide challenges that, by working through, build your character. It may be that their real impact is not dealt until years later, with reflection and internalization.
It may be that your intersection with them was only fleeting in the scope of life, but powerful. Or it may be that their presence and effect is constant and ongoing.
How do I characterize these people? In my head and heart I call them my dearest, bestest friends – though in day to day life I may never talk with them, or in the span of decades see them only rarely.
That critical moment when you are neck deep in personal growth, with its two steps forward, five steps back, with a sideways lurch off the path followed by a rapid ascent, and you are surrounded constantly by these people, these oh-so-important people, every waking minute. When their impact is imprinted in your gray matter in a way that makes them part of you indelibly.
Even after lives move us apart and keep us “too busy” to stay in touch, reverberations of our youthful bonds still act on our psyches.
I miss them fiercely, love them dearly and am forever indebted to them for their impact on me. I regret the choices that took me away from them, and the time that has gone by since we were enmeshed in each other’s every day existences.
I miss dancing all night in bare feet on a floor covered in beer and cigarette butts, taking breaks to talk about psychology or art, and knowing I was surrounded and supported by a web of youthful love and optimism.