I MISS MY FRIENDS
I watched the final episode of MASH this afternoon and it reminded me of a time when I was part of a team...specifically, when that team was dissolved.Like the characters on the show, we had been together for a long time,seen some horrible shit,learned to depend on each other,and just when it seemed we were hitting our stride - it was over.
I was at the airport headed for a vacation in colorado when the other shoe dropped and wasn't there when the word came down we were done...when I returned it was whispered to me like the blasphemy it was...WHAT?NO!What will this place do without us?What will I do without you...the team.
I remember the last night on shift,walking into the parking lot and looking back...not believeing it was over...but it was...
OK...That's a bit flowery, but the fact remains it was the end of a crack team of crisis specialists...people who were crazy enough to come in and restore order when the crazy people thay were dealing with lost it...psychiatric SWAT if you will...and we were good at it.
I could depend on them and they me...and I have never felt the same bond since...
We vowed to stay in touch, but over the years connections have dwindled,I see only one of my former teammates regularly...our team leader passed away last year...and everyone else
faded from my view...popping up sporadically,and then,in the past few years,not at all.
I guess the point of all this is to say I remember you guy's and what we did and I remember the bond we had...transient as it turned out to be.(?)
I also need to stop watching cable...
I miss you guy's.