knots and ties
I love this image of my friend, G. She is a force to be loved, admired, befriended, puzzled by. confused by and cherished...
We spent 4 or 5 monthes as neighbors back when we were at the end of one life and the beginning of another... a life where men were always left floating in the wake.
We live in different worlds now and don't hear from each other often. She surprised me a while back when she called me the first night I was back in her town. I hadn't heard from her in many years and had tried to track her down on the internet. I guess it worked.
Our time together late last year meant so much to me. We were both under pressure with our work but we tried to be there for each other. During my last 10 days in town she couldn't be reached and wouldn't return my phone calls or emails. I have tried not to overreact...which is what I am prone to do when I sense something is wrong with someone I care about.
I haven't pursued an explanation from her and I haven't written her but it not because I haven't wondered what the heck happened. She is a very European women... and when she becomes tired of someone she simply writes them off. Its a practice that I still don't fully understand and I guess I never will if I don't hear from her again.
posted by "" at 5:43 PM
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Why not a quick call?
Hi, Champurrado. Its so good to hear from you. How are you?
Well, I tried calling her many, many times before I left France. Not a word from her. She was under stress, I know. We both were.
I have had to learn the hard way that pushing people to confront something before they are ready often pushes them away. She was in NYC earlier this year and I didn't hear from her.
I've sent her a few emails this year and she hasn't responded. She did send her new email address when she changed her ISP so I do think she will contact me when she is ready...maybe!
In the meantime I miss her and wonder what she is up to. She is quite a painter.
Amie:
I had a really close friend during law school. We worked together at the same firm during the day and attended an accelerated night law program at night. I spent more time with him than with my family. This went on for about four years then as our lives changed, so did the friendship. Have not heard form him in so long. I know how hard it is to reach out. I don't because towards thye end I didn't get a response.
Thank you for sharing your story about your colleague. Its hard to know what is going on with people. We work together and wear the same "armor" but who knows what is going on inside?
Your reasons for not contacting your colleague are exactly why I haven't pushed with G. I made a great effort to see her or talk to her before I left France and she was not available and has never offered an explanation... it baffles me.
I could do more. Maybe I will... maybe I won't. In the meantime there is always art. It is the thing we share... and perhaps the thing that drove us apart. She came to see my show in Paris and that was it. I didn't hear from her after that.
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