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Three years ago my life on the other side of the world ended.  A neat line was drawn under seven years of friendships, relationships and work. I got on a plane, left one life and started a new one on the other side of the world.

Three months ago I did the trip I promised myself since leaving.  Heading back to see my friends by the fire pit.  My spot was still there saved for me.  I sat back down to hear how the people I once shared everything with had made out.

As my memory of everyone had been frozen since leaving the changes were sometimes a shock. Three years can bring a lot of change.

Couples broke up, friends drifted apart, businesses were on troubled waters.  And one friend was no longer with us.  His chair still left respectfully empty, an absence still  keenly felt.  Drinks were held high and his toast given “He wasn’t bad for a dickhead.”

Of course there were the ups as well.  Marrages, new business ventures, childeren, homes completed and friends now in better health.  There is a lot of life that can be lived in three years.  Lots to miss out on.  I was all the more touched that there was still a place by the campfire left for me.

It will be a long time until I am back and who knows what i’ll find then.

 

 

 

Some Highlights of the Trip.