Ashley and I met our freshman year of college, soon becoming close friends. We knew more about each other's trials and tribulations than I think each of us would like to remember, although we both seem to have learned well from those experiences. Sophomore year, however, our lives took us on separate paths and we lost touch with one another. Five years later, within the span of three days, we ran into each other twice. First, we thought we saw each other at Thundercloud Subs, but didn't have an opportunity to be sure. Three days later, we literally ran into each other while out on the Greenbelt. Tonight, rather than chancing it a third time, we met for dinner at Magnolia Cafe. We quickly caught each other up on our lives, laughed over our college selves, and, of course, gossiped. Losing touch with old friends is, unfortunately, much too easy, and reconnecting, equally unfortunately, can sometimes be too difficult. While the former seems to have been the case here, I'm grateful the latter was not a problem.
