Out of sight

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The saying is: ‘out of sight, out of mind’; in other words, when something is not right in your face anymore, it is easy to forget all about it.

Truth be told, there are friends from the past that I have lost touch with. As we went our separate ways ~ for whatever the reason; moving, closing different education, different career paths, etc. ~ life moved on. In all likelihood for both of us. And as new friends took their places, new situations happened, we embarked upon new adventures without looking back.

Out of sight, out of mind.

Although that is not entirely true…
I often find myself thinking of friends of the past ~ who I have often not seen for a very long time ~ with fond memories. Seeing their faces as I knew them, way back when; so no doubt a lot younger than they are now. Children’s faces, or the images of teenagers.

Without any warning whatsoever I find that they are back in my mind, bringing up memories I never knew I had. And immediately I am wondering what has become of them…
What are they doing now? Where would they live? Do they have families, careers? What path have they chosen to walk through life?

I often wonder what happened in my life that brought them back to mind. What sparked the memories?

Sometimes it is sparked by something that was given to me during that period of my life so long ago. A birthday present, a kind remark (or even a nasty remark).

Other times it is a song that goes out throughout time and space ~ a connection of which the depth was never quite understood ~ yet suddenly I can hear that song…
It can be a song of the past; usually sparking just plain, feel-good childhood memories. It can also be a song of celebration; a song that sings of accomplishments. And every once in a while it is a song of endings; a song of passing into other realms.
Hearing that song then will give me the opportunity to tune in. To remember that part of the path we have walked together. And to say goodbye. Until we meet again…

So it seems that in this point in time it is not as much ‘out of sight, out of mind’, but rather that each of us is walking our own path. And when those paths cross (again), we remember. And whatever connection we have had in the past is suddenly back in our lives; front and center. Even without physically meeting ever again…

Out of sight, but never out of mind.
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