We all have groups of people that have hung out for a certain amount of time in life and then for one reason or another it stopped. Maybe you used to take dance class with the same girls every week until you all graduated from high school. Maybe you used to volunteer at a certain place every summer and the same group kept coming back every year. Maybe you all sang in a choir together until everyone started to get married and move to the suburbs. Or maybe you were on a project in Louisiana with them for three years and all of a sudden the contract was over.
That last one is exactly what happened in my life in July. All of a sudden, the group of people that I had been spending most of my waking hours with had dissipated from my life. Let me tell you, walking to work on Monday was a very weird thing. Not only was I walking (instead of flying for 8 hours on an airplane), but I was also not walking to see the same people that I had grown to love over the past few years. And goodness gracious do I miss them.
There are very few people in your life who know exactly how you like your sandwich at Whole Foods, exactly when not to talk to you, exactly where you’ll be sitting at the bar that evening, and understand exactly what every single face that you make means. And goodness gracious do I miss them.
So last week I decided to do something about it. I sent out an email to the 15 people who were on the project for the last 4 months. I told them how my life was going, where I was working these days, what was new, what I was looking forward to and what I missed about the project.
The hardest part of an email like that is clicking send. What if nobody cares? What if everybody thinks I’m crazy? What if everyone’s kind of pissed off that I’m bombarding their inbox with a large group message that you can’t get yourself off of even if you wanted to? Or worse of – what if no one responds?
It’s happened to me before. About every 6 months I send a Facebook message out to a graoup of friends from high school – and sometimes I hear back and sometimes I don’t. But I’ve got to tell you, I still keep sending them. I figure one day everyone’s going to miraculously find free time on exactly the same day I did. One day.
Much to my happy surprise, there were 10 responses to that email. Everyone shared what they were doing, where they were going, and what they missed about the project. It made me incredibly grateful for what we had down there. And you know the best part? It took 10 minutes to write. That’s it. 10 minutes. And now I know what’s going on in 15 other people’s lives.
So, this is my challenge to you today. Email a group of people that has meant something to you at one point or another and see if you can get them talking again. You never know what it’ll lead to.
Today’s WITCH number is 33.