Best Friend That Disappeared From My life Twice

I had tons of friends in high school – I knew everyone and they all knew me. Yeah, really, a school of about 2000 students and I knew them all. My sister graduated two years before me and whenever she goes to a reunion, she fusses at me because more people ask her about what I’m doing than ask her what she’s doing and some of them, she doesn’t even know.

Anyway, though, my best, best friend was a girl named Julie. I always called her Julie McGrulie and we had soooo much fun – all the time. She had a really awful mother and it was sometimes hard for her to get permission to do things. Her mom was unreasonable and somewhat of an ogre.

In our senior year, something happened and Julie quit coming to school and her mother wouldn’t let her come to the door or the phone. The mother flat out told me to go away and never come back. My parents loved this girl and even tried to talk to the mom – no dice.  I never found out what the deal was and my friend didn’t even graduate.

When I was back in town as a practicing lawyer, one day, out of the blue, I got a call from Julie McGrulie. She worked just around the corner from me  and had seen my name on the sign in front of the building. She had found a cute little dog. She still lived with her mother and the old hag wouldn’t let her keep it. She knew I loved animals and called me to see if I wanted him. I met her for lunch and took the dog. We kept up the friendship for about a year after that and then one day, she was gone again. Moved, left town. No forwarding address.

I’ll always love her and wonder where she is. It makes me very sad that she’s had such a tough row to hoe and that she won’t let anyone in to help her.

Sorry to be a bummer but the theme was our high school best friend and there it is. Great fun overshadowed by a mystery and even greater sadness.

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16 Responses to Best Friend That Disappeared From My life Twice

  1. Laurie Ryan says:

    I’m so sorry you and Julie lost touch again. I have the flip side of the coin for you. I had a best friend in high school that transcended school. She was my best friend ever. To the point where, when she had a kid, I had a kid. Then she got pregnant again and I got pregnant again. (okay, I’ll admit to begging her to stop getting pg at this point). At any rate, well into our 20 somethings, we lost touch. Now, almost 30 years later, we have reconnected and you know what? It’s like we just spoke on the phone yesterday. So I know what it’s like to reconnect and I feel your loss.


    • That’s great Laurie. I’m glad you have that. I also have a good friend still from high school. She lives in Pennsylvania but we are still in touch and I’m proud to have kept that connection. She’s a great friend and I love her. Some part of me will always miss Julie, though.


  2. Micki Gibson says:

    Wow. That is so sad. For what it’s worth, I hope Julie McGrulie knows in her heart that you’re still there for her. Perhaps one day your paths will cross again.


  3. Wow- a touching story. Friends that we’ve loved and lost, for whatever reason, haunt us. I have a friend like that and I find myself thinking about her at the oddest moments. Just goes to show that she’s always lurking at the back of my thoughts. When they leave us, there’s no chance for closure and that’s the part that’s hard to deal with. I will miss my friend my whole life, but I’m hoping at some point we might be able to reconnect like you and Julie.


    • I hope you can reconnect too, Stacey. It’s really sad to lose contact And I know exactly what you mean about the friend popping into your consciousness when you least expect it. It keeps us connected to them in some small way.


  4. Taryn Raye says:

    What is that email that goes around about a reason, a season, a lifetime? Some friends are there for a short time because there is something we need to learn from them. Some are in our lives so they can learn something from us, and others are there for always- a lifetime. We just have to cherish each one, for whatever they might represent in our lives, no matter whether they’re in our lives for a week, a few months, or for years.

    I have a friend like that. We became friends around 7th or 8th grade and we’ve been in and out of each others lives a lot since then. At one point it was 10 years before we spoke, just because our paths had altered so much and each of us had very personal issues that we were going through.

    It still hurts deeply when someone we were once so close to just vanishes. It’s almost like you need time to mourn the empty space that exists, now what they are gone. Hopefully Julie will find a way to cross paths with you again someday. {{hugs}}


    • That’s a great reminder of that quote/email- I have seen that before and never thought about it in terms of this friend. I agree about treasuring them.

      I also hope she comes back someday and contacts me. We share a great history and I just adored her.


  5. jeff7salter says:

    Very touching story.
    And I have a strong feeling that she (Julie) will pop back intoyour life sometime when you least expect it.
    One thing’s for sure: I know she valued your friendship and understanding … and how you and your folks tried to reach out to her during her inexplicable times of turmoil. So she will never forget you either.


  6. danicaavet says:

    That’s so sad, Jillian! You were probably her brightest spot during school. She was very lucky to have a friend like you who still remembers and cares for her. That’s true friendship.


  7. Lavada Dee says:

    Like others I have the flip side, I reconnected with my BEST Friend after almost 40 years. It’s like we were never apart. Both of our husbands encourage us. Jillian have you considered writing a story? I’d love to read it if you do. With your gift of story telling and that plot it would be a sure winner.


    • Thanks Lavada for saying I have a gift of story telling. That means a lot to me coming from a fellow writer. I have not thought of writing a story about it but that may be something I do now that you’ve planted the seed.


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