Yesterday, I got a message from a friend after what appeared to be an eternity. We last talked when she was in Pakistan way over a year ago. She had plans to settle abroad with her family. After that, she disappeared for what seemed like forever.
I was surprised to see her message. Yet, I was in no hurry to respond. Sadly, I somewhat lose respect for friends who cleanly disappear for ages and do not bother to get in touch with the people they call friends. I am sure they have their reasons, or lame excuses, or laziness as I would hastily interpret. But we need friends when we need them.
A few other dependable good close friends of mine have similarly gone bizarre at keeping in touch. I understand things can change and lives can become different, rearranging one's priorities. But it does not give the simple sweet excuse to go offline till one wishes, and then make a sudden reappearance to casually inquire what the other person has been up to.
Treasuring the cheerful moments and smiles that we once shared, I wish them all happiness. But I choose not to be hurt by their disappearances any more.