It's been some time (as usual) since I've updated my site. This time it's been because I've not wanted to. Nothing to do with time, or lack there of. It's more a feeling of wasting my efforts.
I've considered the situation and have decided that distance definately is a case of 'out of sight, out of mind' with many of the people that Rob and I considered to be good friends. We've made a point of staying in touch, whether it be by e-mail, voice chat or phone calls. One thing I've discovered is that people we hardly know, have been the ones to keep in contact.
We remember birthdays, Christmas and any other occassion that's important. Very few of our friends bother with remembering us. OK, so that makes me sound like a spoilt child, but I really don't care. It's not about ME, it's Rob that I care about. He's bent over backwards to be a really good friend to many of you and you've just shrugged him off. Well, believe me, if you intended to hurt him, you've succeeded!
Fortunately he works with a nice bunch of people at the Cairns Post and so gets some interaction with others. I, on the otherhand, have very little outside contact. If I need to go into Cairns City it means an hour long bus ride and I'm limited by what I can carry on the trip home. Needless to say it's not exactly condusive to meeting friends for lunch!
I have my garden and so on to keep me busy. Rob spends his by researching games that he can play online with friends. The problem there is, that we only have one person who really wants to play and his time is limited by his young children...at least he tries!
The RPG scene in Cairns seems to be limited to those who never passed D&D and those who are into the Vampire scenario. Not places where we really want to go. D&D is fun but the rules lawyers take up more time than the actual game does. Rob's a dyed in the wool gamer...I became one through osmosis. Of course both of us prefer f2f gaming, but it's not an option here.
Recently I even became tardy in answering e-mails from a couple of you. Something I would never normally neglect. I guess the feeling of being so forgettable got to me. I remember the get togethers in Fraser Road and feeding the hungry hoards and wonder now how many came because they really enjoyed our company or for the food. I truely hope it was the former.
If I've bruised a few people by my remarks then tough. If you take it personally it's because you feel guilty and you deserve to.
I thank God for my kids, because they ring me or e-mail me, or, if they live in this area, they visit us and are only too happy to help us where they can.
What's your excuse for relegating good friends to the trash bin?
Vickie.Posted by Midus at October 29, 2005 10:36 PM