Time to move on

Within our lifetimes, we encounter people who come into and then out of our lives, for whatever reasons. Some remain lifetime friends and others just a memory. Why does that happen? Are we somehow predisposed to be able to connect with a fixed number of close friends? It happens all the time. You start a new job, and click with people, and enjoy their company and suddenly, the job ends and the friendship that you thought may last a lifetime begins to fizzle out. At the same time, we all know those folks who have left a job for one reason or another, and keep coming back to try to get back what they once had, it never works. When that happens I often think that those folks are poor souls with no life. But, on the other hand they may like settling for the "hi, how's it goin", kind of conversation. I still think that the real reason they keep returning is that they have given the best years of their lives to the work environment, they held a position that they considered to be of great importance (whether it was or not considering that they were replaced immediately without the company missing a beat). I am hoping that when it is my time to say, Hasta la Vista, I only touch base when something monumental happens that warrants my reappearance. I find it very sad that folks cling to a job, and not relish the opportunity to move forward and grasp the next rung on the ladder of life. I guess by moving on, you need to lose some of the friendships and associates so that you can open yourself up for new ones. Reunions seem to be the solution for those who do not want, or can't move on. Nice to touch base, but kind of sad if the best that you can be is always somewhere in the past.