We planned the meet-up a week in advance, each of us making time in our busy schedules. I was excited but nervous too. A year is long. I wondered, had we changed too much? Would it still feel the same? But the moment I saw them walking toward me at our chosen meeting spot, I felt that old familiar warmth. All those doubts melted away. Their smiles were still the same. Their laughter still made me laugh. And in that instant, it was like no time had passed at all.
We decided to go to a small café called Uncle Brew. None of us had been there before, but we thought it would be the perfect spot quiet enough to talk, cozy enough to feel relaxed, and with enough food choices to satisfy our different cravings. As soon as we entered, we liked the vibe immediately. Soft music was playing in the background, and the place was filled with the scent of coffee and something sweet. It wasn’t too crowded either, which made it ideal for catching up after so long.
We took our time browsing the menu and ended up ordering a bit of everything. One of us got coffee, another went for a frappe, and the last one chose a scoop of ice cream. We also shared a plate of nuggets and a sandwich. It wasn’t a fancy meal, but it didn’t need to be. What mattered more was that we were together again, talking like the old days.
The first hour was full of updates how school was going, stories about new friends, funny professors, tough assignments, and the challenges of living far from home. We talked about homesickness, late-night study sessions, and the small things we missed, like eating street food after class or hanging out in each other’s houses. It was nice to be able to share those things with people who truly understood and cared.
After the updates came the memories. We laughed about our high school days, recalled embarrassing moments, and teased each other like nothing had changed. We talked about old crushes, past misunderstandings, and the countless little memories that had built our friendship. We even remembered the fights we once thought were serious but now seemed so silly. We realized how much we had grown not just as individuals, but also in how we valued each other more than ever.
As the hours passed, none of us wanted to leave. We stayed there for nearly five hours, just talking, laughing, and enjoying each other’s company. It didn’t even feel that long until we noticed the sky outside had already turned orange, a sign that the day was ending. We cleaned up our table, paid the bill, and stepped outside. The air was cooler now, and there was a quiet feeling of peace among us. We didn’t say much, but I think we all felt the same thing, grateful.
Before going our separate ways, we promised to do this again. Maybe not soon, maybe not regularly, but definitely again. Because even if distance made it harder to be together, it also made us appreciate moments like this even more. We knew we wouldn’t always be in the same place, but we would always carry our friendship wherever we go.
Looking back at that day, I’m reminded of how simple happiness can be. It doesn’t always come from grand adventures or expensive plans. Sometimes, it’s just sitting in a small café with the people who know you best, sharing stories over coffee and fries, and laughing about the past. It’s about reconnecting, remembering, and realizing that no matter how much time has passed, some bonds remain strong. That day at Uncle Brew was more than just a reunion it was a reminder that true friendships don’t fade with distance or time. They simply wait .