When people leave our lives, we are left with what they gave us—life lessons, characteristics, treasured moments, and, if we're lucky, a picture or two. In the case of G, a few good laughs put together a bond that I believe to be lighting caught in a bottle. The fact that I didn't grow up with a brother could have had something to do with amplifying the friendship I had with him. Regardless, this was someone who came to me in his downpour moments, pondered on the beyond, and could joke about every little thing we could see. Not to say his comedy was demeaning, but it overshadowed any chance I had to establish a meaningful connection in terms of either meeting his family or coming over for a game session.
If I were to put the blame on what caused our divide, I'd say it was the newfound pace of high school and the shifts in our social circles. The sense of humor I had then has changed, and so have my priorities; but, notably, G comes across my mind even after I've now graduated from college. That being said, I've met G-like runner-ups, but none of them clicked with me telepathically to laugh about a random noise that no one else would notice, or something as plain as a slice of bread.
There are others with whom I've never had proper closure, but this post is dedicated to G because I am genuinely starting to forget him. Every few months, he'd show up in my dreams just to pop in and share his say; but he appeared differently every time. At first, it was small noticeable changes in his face, and then he would end up looking like a completely different person but with the same voice. These new dream G's showed to only maintain his hairstyle and skin color, but lacked any of the other original features that made him up. Before getting up today, I dreamt that I was in an auditorium, and G stopped by - but not as usual. This time, it was just his words echoing through the ceiling and ricocheting off the walls. The speech had no real substance, but I could tell it was G from the pattern of his dialogue and tone of voice.
Maybe one day, G will stop appearing altogether, and his voice will fade with time. Despite this, I won't forget that he taught me that I can find a joke out of any setting. Some of the relationships we have will simply drift apart due to change, and that's okay. It shouldn't make one's impact in your life any less meaningful.
They cried to you and were saved; in you they trusted and were not disappointed. - Psalm 22:5
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