Friendships really do morph in and out. When moving to Mexico we were lucky b/c Quintana Roo was the new "It" spot in MX and many people from CDMX and other cities were streaming there to make their mark. Our neighbor, BFF, and Mex mentor, a former CDMX escapee, explained that it was like the Wild West in US. Those early days when everyone thought they could make a bundle on this unbridled paradise (and some did). We came to that unpopulated barely a state of Mexico place bc we loved the romance and wildness of it and the small fishing village we bought land in was relatively unknown, not even a road sign, and only 30km from Cancun. We founded a bookstore and that helped so much in making friendships and also that the town was so small, everyone kinda bonded with everyone else. I do realize making friends after work is done, kids are grown, etc etc is no mean feat. When young we fall into so many friendships, we're overloaded. Now as I age and friends have passed, I know it's not a bottomless cup. So those who are still around, to cherish more, or if they have outlived their lifespan (and yes, that too can happen) to say au revoir, or adios rather. The language thing in a foreign clime can be an issue, but in MX and especially this area, Riv-Maya, formerly called Tulum Corridor, so many locals wanted to learn English as we wanted to learn Spanish--so a good win win. Anyhow, it does sound that you have made amends with your feelings on friendship--the old adage, some are silver, some are gold. Carry on, and hold tight to those you have. Good post!
Well, now I have to watch Will & Harper because that sounds EPIC and lovely, and it will no doubt make me want to do more road trips with you. Being in your cobwebby-knowledge friends circle is the single biggest stroke of magic/luck I've ever had, in my life.
Yesterday I went to Cloud 9 for some brekky, and as I sat there, for some reason I remembered that toward the end of your visit post Jon's death, you suddenly made a comment about how deeply satisfying certain types of boogers are, and it was something I've thought many times but would never have thought anyone ELSE would get. But of course, you did. OF COURSE YOU DID.
Cobwebs and boogers forever. How fucking lucky we are!!! XO
I loved Will and Harper! I just watched it last week. It made my heart hurt, but it was also so hopeful, kind, and funny. I loved your metaphor, "firehose of fuckery". So very true, and I sent this to my bestie in Chicago. We've been friends for 41 years now and you described our ride together to a 't'. I love her more every year and miss her terribly, but we'll see each other a couple of times a year, and I know she sees me. Thank you for this.
Thank you for writing about friendship. As soon as you wrote "Marido and I watched a documentary" I KNEW it was about a friendship that has my own close friends cheering and crying. And, yeah, as we all thrive on close connections, we do not need to collect them. We do not even need many at all. Just the genuine ones that truly nurture us. And those connections that inspire us to be a bit more of our true selves. Bravo for your bold statements that might leave some of your acquaintance friends wondering where they stand.
We have Will & Harper on queue for our next documentary night. Long time friends are interesting. Robyn has had a strange spate of them that in fact changed so much that they couldn't really "see" each other anymore. People you never expected to fall for conspiracy theories and such.
You're gonna love it. And yes, definitely not all longtime friends survive. I remember Robyn telling me about one of them who was starting to go off the rails back in 2017 or so. It's baffling and sad for sure. Just makes me more grateful for the ones that stick with us. Like you all!!!
Friendships really do morph in and out. When moving to Mexico we were lucky b/c Quintana Roo was the new "It" spot in MX and many people from CDMX and other cities were streaming there to make their mark. Our neighbor, BFF, and Mex mentor, a former CDMX escapee, explained that it was like the Wild West in US. Those early days when everyone thought they could make a bundle on this unbridled paradise (and some did). We came to that unpopulated barely a state of Mexico place bc we loved the romance and wildness of it and the small fishing village we bought land in was relatively unknown, not even a road sign, and only 30km from Cancun. We founded a bookstore and that helped so much in making friendships and also that the town was so small, everyone kinda bonded with everyone else. I do realize making friends after work is done, kids are grown, etc etc is no mean feat. When young we fall into so many friendships, we're overloaded. Now as I age and friends have passed, I know it's not a bottomless cup. So those who are still around, to cherish more, or if they have outlived their lifespan (and yes, that too can happen) to say au revoir, or adios rather. The language thing in a foreign clime can be an issue, but in MX and especially this area, Riv-Maya, formerly called Tulum Corridor, so many locals wanted to learn English as we wanted to learn Spanish--so a good win win. Anyhow, it does sound that you have made amends with your feelings on friendship--the old adage, some are silver, some are gold. Carry on, and hold tight to those you have. Good post!
Well, now I have to watch Will & Harper because that sounds EPIC and lovely, and it will no doubt make me want to do more road trips with you. Being in your cobwebby-knowledge friends circle is the single biggest stroke of magic/luck I've ever had, in my life.
Yesterday I went to Cloud 9 for some brekky, and as I sat there, for some reason I remembered that toward the end of your visit post Jon's death, you suddenly made a comment about how deeply satisfying certain types of boogers are, and it was something I've thought many times but would never have thought anyone ELSE would get. But of course, you did. OF COURSE YOU DID.
Cobwebs and boogers forever. How fucking lucky we are!!! XO
Ooooh, LMK what you think of it. And yes, we are The Luckiest. I'm here for your booger talk anytime.
I loved Will and Harper! I just watched it last week. It made my heart hurt, but it was also so hopeful, kind, and funny. I loved your metaphor, "firehose of fuckery". So very true, and I sent this to my bestie in Chicago. We've been friends for 41 years now and you described our ride together to a 't'. I love her more every year and miss her terribly, but we'll see each other a couple of times a year, and I know she sees me. Thank you for this.
Beautifully conveyed and deeply resonant. An especially affecting, relatable piece.
Thank you for writing about friendship. As soon as you wrote "Marido and I watched a documentary" I KNEW it was about a friendship that has my own close friends cheering and crying. And, yeah, as we all thrive on close connections, we do not need to collect them. We do not even need many at all. Just the genuine ones that truly nurture us. And those connections that inspire us to be a bit more of our true selves. Bravo for your bold statements that might leave some of your acquaintance friends wondering where they stand.
We have Will & Harper on queue for our next documentary night. Long time friends are interesting. Robyn has had a strange spate of them that in fact changed so much that they couldn't really "see" each other anymore. People you never expected to fall for conspiracy theories and such.
You're gonna love it. And yes, definitely not all longtime friends survive. I remember Robyn telling me about one of them who was starting to go off the rails back in 2017 or so. It's baffling and sad for sure. Just makes me more grateful for the ones that stick with us. Like you all!!!
Thanks for this!!
Just beautiful.