MISS YOU

In my younger days I used to do a lot of performances. I still love to dance, sing, act, and, especially after my senior year of high school, do my own stunts. I was always sad when the performance was over because the cast a crew would go our separate ways after having spent so much time together. I knew I’d see some of them again in other performances, heck I knew I’d see some of them the next day for one reason or another, but there would be an emptiness in my heart for the excess amount of time we spent together and that importance of our relationship when we worked together.

These thoughts occupy my mind tonight as I have finished the last of my finals for the Fall semester, and begin the long wait until spring semester starts. I will miss, and I shared this with some of them, my teachers and classmates. I miss some from summer semester, too.

I wish I had been a better friend during my high school and early college years. During that time in my life I slowly emerged from the isolationist bubble I had gotten used to. Now, the people I owe so much to are the people I miss the most, and had I been a better friend I might still have contact and miss them less. I have limited contact with a few who have moved around but there are others of such importance to me that I cannot describe whose names and faces have begun to fade.

To all of you I am grateful and have not but fond memories of the times we spent together, within performances and other capacities. Many of you may never know it but you have places among the characters in my writings both past and I’m sure the future. How I wish I could relive some of those precious moments.

Do not be concerned for me. I am well; I have a beautiful wife, and so far three amazing children. And like we told each other after all those shows and gatherings, we will see each other again, making new bonds and strengthening old ones in the next whatever that may come.