Re-building bridges

I had the most amazing day today. I’m not the kind of blogger that bores you with whatever happened to my mundane life in a day, except, of course, when some stupid idiot buggers my day. I just felt that I need to voice out the elation I had when I re-connected with old friends.

The other night, I was busily going through my small number of friends in Friendster, and I was led into this friend’s friend, whose name sounds oddly familiar; from there I got a link of a yahoo group. I checked it out, and goodness gracious me! It was a collection of old schoolmates from my good old hometown San Jose, Occ. Mindoro. Hands quivering in excitement, I signed on and joined the group.

Boy! Am I glad to know that some people still do remember me – probably because I did some name-dropping like my Mom’s – nah, I hope I etched a mark in people’s memory on my own. A wide grin spread across my face when I saw names of old classmates listed as members of this group, and their emails are there, too. So I did what I had been aching to do all these years, re-build old bridges that had been rotting to pieces because it hadn’t been trod upon in years.

Barely a day had passed and old friends started sending me emails and today we had a good chat over at YM. Look what I got from it! An old class picture of the class I left in the middle of our third year.



For a large image of this pic go here.

I am so delighted that there’s this group, which helped in a way of patching up broken connections and gaining new friends, who shared, somehow, a history with me.

Cherish your human connections: your relationships with friends and family. – Joseph Brodsky