So we all know this saying, even more so if you are a former Girl Scout, but what happens when you move away when you’re say in 4th grade and start 5th grade at a NEW school. You lose contact, that’s what happens! (Unfortunately…)
So yesterday I posted about on my Facebook about finding long, lost friends. “Finding an old, childhood friend has truly made my day! Not just a classmate, this was my best friend before we moved when I was younger. I had to tell my husband and daughter. I actually teared up telling my daughter! Hadn’t realized how much I had missed her. Happy to find her, sad we lost touch.” Well that is exactly what happened, but let me give you the background history first.
So yes, I was born in Lawrence and I went to the same grade school from Kindergarten through 4th grade. At this time we picked up and moved to a small, farm town out in the middle of nowhere. My best friend in grade school Casey and I tried to keep in touch. We were inseparable. We were late coming in from recess so many times because we would be sitting inside huge tires trying to stay warm during the winter or time or too busy playing, I can’t even tell you. Oh there are so many memories, I don’t even know where to begin, but sad story is, my family moved. I’m not sure exactly, why we lost touch, as I do remember her coming to my house after we moved, however my house also burned down in 5th grade, so I’m not sure if this is where I lost her contact information, but after that I don’t recall seeing her. Keep in mind this IS in 5th grade. I was lucky to remember my own phone number let alone someone else’s. As I grew older, I remember my mom telling me stuff she had heard about Casey and her family and I often wondered about her. I never forgot about her. I always remembered her birthdate and things we would do. I always remembered her birthmark on her right hand. Odd right? lol
Well fast forward 22 years to yesterday, I woke up, and as I lay in bed letting my eye drops soak into my eyes (I have horribly dry eyes and every morning I have to use gel drops. Thankfully I don’t wear contacts anymore to have to worry about them.) I checked my email and then had a few spare minutes so I logged onto Facebook. I noticed I had a new friend request from a “Casey.” I don’t just accept random friend requests from anyone. So I researched if we had any friends in common. We did, one girl I graduated high school with and another I had went to middle school with but had later moved away. Hmm…okay. I accepted it. I couldn’t think of any “Casey”s I had went to middle school/high school with. Then I noticed I had a message from her. My jaw dropped open when I saw what she said her maiden name was and she was wondering if she had the correct Kimberly. HOLY $H*T! It was MY Casey from all those years ago! I kept reading her message over and over and over again. I had often thought about her over the years and had even tried finding her, but let’s face it folks, looking for someone on Facebook, is similar to finding someone in a random phone book! I actually had added my maiden name to my Facebook not that long ago with the thought if she ever tried looking for me, THAT is what she would remember. I was ecstatic! I was BEYOND ecstatic! I quickly messaged her back saying yes that was me. Apparently the girl I went to high school with that she knew, their kids were in a class together and they were talking. She had found ME! I was SOOOO happy yesterday, I think my head was in the clouds all day. Her and I messaged back and forth all day trying to catch up. Let me tell you, it is NOT possible to catch up on 22 years in less than 24 hours! I of course had to message my classmate and tell her “THANK YOU!!!”
At breakfast, I was telling Sofie, my daughter about Casey as I have told her memories from my childhood that involved Casey. As I was telling her I felt myself tearing up. We finished breakfast and as I was driving her to school and Taylor to the babysitter, Sofie and I talked more about Casey. Last year, one of Sofie’s close friends at school moved away, so to help her and I had told her about my incident with that happening. After I got her dropped off at school, I could think more deeply since it was just me in the car. I broke down and cried on my way home. I was so happy to finally have found her, but I was so sad at the same time to think of all those years lost. I had to remind myself though, if that hadn’t happened, I wouldn’t have the wonderful people in my life now, but still the sadness is there.
We tried to quickly catch up and of course since she still lives in the same place, on our next trip up to Kansas, we plan to get together. Sadly enough, I would love to be able to go back and look for photos that I have, but with my house having burned down in 5th grade, we lost everything. I have no memories of her, except of what is in my head. I sure hope more memories can be created!
So happy to have found you again Casey!
Crap now I have the song stuck in my head…”Make new friends, but keep the old. One is silver and the other’s gold.” Passing on the love to you guys now! HA!
QOTD: Do you have a friend that you lost touch with through the years and have tried to find?