I got the following message in an e-mail yesterday.  I like it.

It’s been around a while, but it’s nice to think about from time to time.

It kind of reminds me of my 50th high school reunion.

It was nice to reconnect with a few people if but for just a brief time
and I wouldn’t mind seeing them again sometime.

I lamented those who had died, especially my first real girl friend, and irony of ironies,
today is the anniversary of our first date, January 17, 1961.

There were others I encountered who when I saw them again for the first time
in fifty years, I knew why I hadn’t kept up with them and why I wouldn’t in the future.

Then there are the two guys who have been friends of mine since we were in
fifth grade.  We see each other a couple times a year and keep up with each other
through e-mail.

I could have skipped the reunion and just have gotten together with them and their
spouses and been perfectly happy.

But if I had skipped the reunion, I wouldn’t have been able to write what I just did
nor would I have understood as clearly what is written below.

So, it all works out:
There comes a point in your life when you realize:
Who matters,
Who never did,
Who won’t anymore…
And who always will.
So, don’t worry about people from your past;
there’s a reason why they didn’t make it to your future.