Post after posts about finding new friends after my move, and I almost forgot about the great network of friends I already have.
One of the biggest benefits to relocating was being closer to my sister. She’s not exactly next door, but being within an hour’s drive makes her accessible any day of the week. So, for the past month, I’ve been visiting her once a week. And that’s all it took: I feel closer to her than I’ve ever been before.
That was going so well, I decided to call up an old college roommate who lives in the same town as my sister. We met for dinner at a local Mexican restaurant…. two and a half hours later, long after the chicken enchiladas were cleared away from the table, we both finally admitted it was past our bedtime on a school night and hugged goodbye.
Of course, sometimes reconnecting with your past doesn’t work out that well. One member of my close-knit engineering study group lives in my new town. I tried emailing her when I moved here, with no response. OK, many of us change our emails over the years. So I sent her a card. Nothing. Finally, grudgingly, I got back on facebook and tried to friend her. When she didn’t accept, I knew it just wasn’t happening. Not right now, anyway.
Sometime, relocation means you’ve moved to someplace so remote that you really do have to start from scratch to make friends. For many of us, though, rekindling old friendships can be a great side benefit to your move. Do you have any success stories (or spectacular failures) about meeting up with old friends after moving to a new area?