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Turns out Facebook is good for something! Through its help, I recently had the great, good fortune to be reunited with some elementary school friends. And, ever since, I've been caught in a wave of nostalgia.

My memory of childhood is spotty at best, though I've tried to fix that through writing. I think it's because of a few traumatic events which occurred in pretty short order between grades 7 through 10. My grade school pals certainly remember a lot more than I do, details even. It was quite illuminating actually! I had a hard time keeping up over dinner and really feel that some pretty treasured memories are missing from my repertoire.

It almost feels like amnesia.

Still, I know it was a sweet and simple time in my life and spending time with them left me blanketed in a kind of innocent glow that I've carried around for a few days. We spent a significant amount of growing up years together, knew each other when and there's an automatic trust and comfort that goes along with that.

It's just what I need right now.

I know my self  - inner and outer - is a lot closer to that little girl these days than it was in the intervening years. I spent so much time walking out of my own life and skin into a new one in order to "move forward' - my mantra -  that I think I  forgot myself along the way and therefore really didn't move that forward at all. My life is very different from my dear friends, that's for damn sure! One cannot help analysing and evaluating, but even that is twinged with a haze of warmth.  Thankfully I recaptured some of the best parts of me to present to my old pals in my half decade sojourn in B.C. Before then I can't say for sure if I'd be too comfortable seeing anyone from my early life.

Continuity is a huge word for me. So, I'm very happy, relieved and comforted to know that although we've all lived some life in between the 70s and now, we're all pretty much OK.

Now, if only....