The RM

I got a text last week from a friend of mine, fresh off the mission. It was jarring and odd, holy crap 2 years already??

Since we wrote back and forth the entire time he was gone, the conversation wasn't awkward at all. He has the basic missionary anxiety about girls, school, etc etc. The odd thing is I am having some intense anxiety, too.

It's been a hell of a couple years, let me just say that.

The last time this friend and I spoke, face to face, I had just gotten out of the most terrible relationship on the face of the planet. I picked up and moved to San Diego to help my family care for my mother. Since then, my mom has passed, I"ve hit some insane lows, done some hardcore lifestyle reshaping to get into a healthy place, moved out of state, my sister got married, my other sister got sealed, my other sister got engaged, and I'm in the first ever healthy relationship of my life.

OH and I'm a redhead.

None of that would be a big deal if I had mentioned any of it in my letters...but...the only thing he knows is that my mom died, and I never went into any details of any kind.

I love this friend. We were really close, and he helped me with some hard things in my terrible Utah relationship...but...I think it might be too much, I've changed enough to the point where I don't think we can reconnect the same way? I don't know. Maybe I'm over analyzing. It barely even matters, because we are miles and miles apart from each other. Right?