depth.

Upon my visit to New Jersey, a good friend's mother said, "Your true friends are the ones with whom you can just pick up where you left off, no matter how long it's been since you last talked." Now, my first mental reaction was to contradict that statement with something along the lines of, "No, your true friends are the ones that are with you through everything in life. You never grow apart." I hadn't even thought about that again until tonight.

Tonight, an old friendship was regenerated. Amanda Scotto and I were the best of friends for about six months during our freshman year. On the last day of school, she left for Florida, where she lives now. The last few months of her life in Jersey, she kind of withdrew herself from her friends. Perhaps she thought that if she left home with no attachments, the move would be easier on her. Whatever the case, we lost touch.

The friendship we shared was a very special one to say the least. We exchanged deeply personal experiences with one another--ones that we had never told anyone else. We discussed core elements of life and what life is about. We laughed. We cried. We promised. We talked. We listened. We supported. We loved. And then it all stopped. All except the love.

Many people's actions seem to be based on the belief that love relies on the frequency of contact with a person. While I believe that frequent contact with good friends is very good, I'm also making the point that love within friendships can be solid with lack of constant conversation. When you develop a love for and learn to love a person, I believe that that love can be tapped into for the sake of regenerating an old friendship.

So perhaps it is not how often you talk, but how deep you've gone.