Friends

Sharon and I were talking earlier tonight about us and how we’ve changed over the last year and a half. We talked for about an hour, the conversation only be broken when one of use would play with Sage for a few minutes.

One of the things I told her is that sometimes I think about what it was like being single. How I had more freedoms. I know that in my head, I’m glamorizing being single to make it look better to myself. I tend not to think about all the lonely days spent in my apartment or eating food from a can. More so I think about the friends that I had and how we would do things on the spur of the moment.

If I were to get a call tonight and hear “We’re meeting up in an hour and heading to the bar. See you there.” Well, first I’d have to get permission from my wife. Then if she wanted to come with, we’d have to find a babysitter. All of this would take time. I’d get there late and I probably wouldn’t have any fun.

I think a lot about the weekend trips and the nights out playing pool. Getting together at someone’s house and watching movies. The good times, more or less.

In this respect, Sharon and I have one thing in common. We’re both craving a very deep friendship with someone other than us. I love Sharon and she will always be my best friend as well as my wife. I can and do tell her everything. But it would be nice to have another friend. I have people I work with, but I consider them as more acquaintences than anything else. I find it hard to be friends with the people I work with since I’m in a higher postion than most of them. My poor wife on the other hand only has Sage. I really do think that she needs friends more than I do.

I think that I’ll write about the friends that I’ve had soon. I think maybe after that, I’ll try to find some of them again.

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You know, people here tell me all the time that we’ll have more friends once we have kids. Reading the two of you isn’t making me think that at all! Of course, Sage is a little young for a soccer league right now. 😉 I don’t know why it is that I’ve always had such an easy time making friends in the past, but now I just don’t seem to be able to do it. I hope the next place we live is easier.

And I hope the two of you meet some close friends soon. I know this may sound weird, but have you considered going to church? If you’re not particularly into the whole Jesus thing, you could go to a Unitarian church. It didn’t work for us in Boise, but maybe it would work where you live.