Last Friday I reconnected via Facebook with a girl I grew up with.
It would be accurate to say that we were “friendly with each other” than to call us “Friends” but the thing that I remember most is how I would spend hours and hours in front of my bathroom mirror trying to achieve with my eyeliner what I watched her accomplish in a few stray moments in the 2 minutes before the bell rang for 1st period. She was a makeup goddess.
After viewing her profile picture it is clear that she is still as beautiful as ever. She looks fabulous and clearly still has the upper-hand on the eye-make up which sadly I still do not.
Facebook, like reunions, can be a tricky thing. It’s fun to reconnect but more often than not I find myself disappointed in what I find. The loss of the promise that a person once held.
Her profile revealed what an interesting and accomplished person she has become but despite all that but I still took great comfort in Amy’s continued glamour. It’s nice to know that some things never change, that some promises made still hold true.
