Memory Of a Pen Pal- a poem

Memorable photos of Two Pen Pals

 Summer, 1967.  Nancy (left) and this writer, Tina(right).When these two first meet in a resort in New Jersey.
Summer, 1967. Nancy (left) and this writer, Tina(right).When these two first meet in a resort in New Jersey. | Source
At the swimming pool, penpals Tina(this writer) and Nancy (on right) in summer 1967.
At the swimming pool, penpals Tina(this writer) and Nancy (on right) in summer 1967. | Source
Fall, 1977.  Tina (this writer) on left; and pen pal Nancy (on right). Visiting friends at Johns Hopkins Medical School in Baltimore, MD.
Fall, 1977. Tina (this writer) on left; and pen pal Nancy (on right). Visiting friends at Johns Hopkins Medical School in Baltimore, MD. | Source
August, 1980.  Pen Pal Nancy (on left) visiting Tina (this writer) on right  in Baltimore, MD where this writer attends nursing school.
August, 1980. Pen Pal Nancy (on left) visiting Tina (this writer) on right in Baltimore, MD where this writer attends nursing school. | Source
June 1995.  This writer goes to visit her friend Nancy in her home state of New Jersey. Nancy plays classical guitar.
June 1995. This writer goes to visit her friend Nancy in her home state of New Jersey. Nancy plays classical guitar. | Source

Boxes of letters

Put away from years ago

Revealing feelings and dreams,

Truths and Emotion.

Should I open up those envelopes

To discover what we had left behind?

Should I just throw them away,

Never to remember what I thought was

A best friend forever,

A relationship that was left to perish?


Before I reveal such writings

I find deep into the subconscious

A memory of who we used to be.

More than a decade has now passed,

So be it.

No, but I am curious, if I am the only one

To remember.


To go through those letters, one by one

Would be a great analysis of how two lives

Tried to combine into one.

Only to find that two have matured

In different directions.

But the revelation could also be

A hindrance to the future.

Let's not let the past engulf

The present reality.


Finally, this box of letters

Now will close,

Let wisdom remain with

The knowledge that there is

No need to return to that page

In history.


Keeping Up With Childhood Friends

It was a sweet wish of one mother for her only daughter to make a friend and keep it, despite the distance and the difference of life style. If this mother of my childhood pen pal was still alive, I would definitely thank her. The mom of this pen pal friend was not around for very long. She unfortunately passed away from a cerebral vascular stroke when my friend whom I wrote to continuously was only 18 years old. She took the photos of her daughter, Nancy and me when we were both vacationing with our own families at the same resort motel. It was a wonderful experience awaiting my dear young friend's letters weekly to monthly.

We kept in touch regularly from elementary school, when US postage was only 8 cents per letter, through middle school level. when postage went up to 13 cents per letter, through high school, in which we shared many emotional changes of teen life. When we went to college, the letters were fewer, but consisted as multiple pages stapled together, only to catch each other up on ongoing dramas of our lifetime experiences. We then grew up, going to college and eventually into adult relationships, employment, career choices and marriage.

I think when two people grow up and go on with their lives, there is a possibility of separation. Each one of us have different goals, psyche, dreams and plans. The best way to continue a relationship with friends who are born in a different lifestyle, is to try to find a common ground, a common belief, and a common interest. Being on social networks teaches us that many can join in communication with one another because of something that there is in common with each other.

There can be a disappointment when one makes the effort to keep in touch and that person does not respond. The best way to deal with this lack of response is to be patient, pray for that individual, and forgive them for not being able to respect the relationship that had once before flourished. We can only hope for the best in people who we met in childhood. Everyone grows up. It is just nicer when childhood friends can reminisce together.

Copyright @2013 CMCastro

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thost 3 years ago from Dublin, Ireland

Wonderful reading here, thank you for sharing.


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James-wolve 3 years ago from Morocco

Wow, Just wow, I am stunned. I loved it. Very nicely written.I had a pen pal from high school.He was my best friend.When he moved to New York .He stopped responding my letters after few months later.I tried to call him many times but with no avails,so I gave up.I still dont understand what got into him ?and I dunno if he is still alive or not ?I am hoping one day will look for me.

Nice pictures.


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Gypsy Rose Lee 3 years ago from Riga, Latvia

Thanks for the walk down memory lane. Great to have pen pals It was my luckiest day when I found my high school friends online. My closest friend and I contact each other every day and it is so wonderful to be able to talk about all those memories we share. Enjoyed the pics.


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truthfornow 3 years ago from New Orleans, LA

Nice story about your pen pal friend. It is sad when people grow apart. But, we still have our memories to hold onto and remember with love. It is always nice to try to reconnect and find some common ground. Voted up and beautiful.


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Deborah Brooks 3 years ago from Brownsville,TX

Christina happy mothers day.. I pray you get your package tomorrow. kiss your mom for me.. I will be headed back to Tennessee tomorrow,, I will try and catch up

blessings

love your hub

Debbie

sharing


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Cantuhearmescream 3 years ago from New York

CMCastro,

I can't believe how many emotions I have flowing from reading this hub! :-) Pen Pals... ah, I had two, one in about 2nd grade and another in 5th... I think we wrote each a few times and that was the end of it. How special is it that you and your pen pal kept in touch for so long? It's too bad you aren't having such luck now. I still remember the first and last name of my "first pen pal" because the concept was so neat to me... I wish we would've gone on longer. Is the art dying? I don't even hear the kids in school refer to pen pals anymore? I think it's a wonderful idea and it should still be introduced to students. Something about getting a letter in the mail from a friend far away is so much more special than reading an updated status on facebook!

I know what you mean about drifting apart. How many people have you had in your life over the years that you couldn't imagine not communicating with, then lives happen, people get busy and we don't take the time. I have to admit, I'm guilty myself. Maybe I'll reach out to someone that I haven't spoke with in a long time... you've inspired me!

Great hub!

Voted up and awesome

Cat


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ImKarn23 3 years ago

Sigh...such a difficult thing - memories...how is it that they can cause us to feel so good AND feel so bad - and BOTH hurt SO MUCH!

you gained so much from maintaining a pen pal - who knows - those writing skills could have brought you HERE - to the hub - to share your emotional and inspiration words with us - your humble followers!

This was beautiful C!

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Faith Reaper 3 years ago from southern USA

Very lovely to go down memory lane, but it is nice when childhood friends can reminisce.

Thanks for sharing. Love the pics.

Voted up +++ and sharing

God bless, Faith Reaper

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