The phrase “to be continued…” is a way of life for me.
In the summer of 1988 one of the things I remember most is watching reruns of The Incredible Hulk with my mom. So many of the episodes ended with “to be continued…” flashed up on the screen. For some reason, that really excited me. Even to this day, if a TV show ends with that phrase I like it more than a regular episode.
Yes, closure is an important part of life. But in my mind, the door is never really closed just because time separates me from another person. (Obviously, I’m not including the given exception of ex-girlfriends. Instead, I’m referring to everyone else.) Childhood classmates and guys from my college dorm. Anyone I’ve ever met in my life- I don’t forget them. I may not remember many details about them- but at least in the smallest of ways, I remember them.
Therefore, something I have to remind myself of is this- my way of thinking and exceptionally good memory are not necessarily the norm. Just because I can remember specific quotes from something someone said in 5th grade, it doesn’t mean they do, or necessarily even care. The file folder in my head for that person reads “last seen: May 1998- to be continued…” Theirs for me reads “last seen- sometime in high school- relationship terminated/cancelled”.
When I am reacquainted with a person I haven’t heard from in years or decades, I have this habit of immediately bringing up the first positive memory I have of that person. For me, it’s like time never passed. Interestingly, that’s how I think it will be after we die and are reunited with people in eternity. Since time doesn’t really exist in the afterlife, we just pick up where we left off.