Keeping In Touch

This morning I browsed through an on-line photo album set up by my primary school/junior high classmate in Taiwan. Photos of old classmates getting together to have fun. Hiking in the mountains. Dining in the restaurant. Meeting up at someone's home. Some faces are easy to recognise, but some have already escaped my memory. Most of them I have not seen for 13 years since I came to Australia, when I left Taiwan after finishing year 8. But it is great to hear that they are still catching up with one another regularly...

Sounds like I am the one missing out. Is "keeping in touch with old friends" a gift from God? Then I am seriously lacking it.