Ebb and Flow

I have been pondering how life ebbs and flows today. More specifically how people come and go from your life.
About a month ago I got an email from a girl Kate DB who I used to play rugby with at university - my email hasn't changed in 8 years so if I'm in someone's address book people can find me! So anyway she was off traveling and emailed out her BLOG address (I'll add it to my links when I remember.) I don't think we've really kept in touch but it was good to hear from her and nice to read her blog (I am a blog stalker!!)
So then about three weeks ago I was on the bus from Clapham to Brixton thinking about how I needed some new shoes. I saw a woman walking along the road with lovely shoes and thought those are the sort of shoes I want. So I looked again and the person attached to the shoes was another girl Katy P who I played rugby with at university (you need to remember here that I went to university in Cardiff!)
Anyway I emailed Kate DB enquired how she was doing, ribbed her about Andy Farrell - she's a Sarries girl - and asked her if she had an address for Katy P. From thousands of miles away on the other side of the world she winged a reply to me with a hotmail address. Now I think I am unusual in that A. I still have a hotmail account from 8 years ago and B. I still check it. So I emailed Katy P. And she replied.
That's two people who've been out of my life for ages walking back in. And Katy P had news of two other rugby girls. So I feel like a light has come on in a bit of my old life!
There's a flip side to this; thinking about people who walk out of your life. Not necessarily under a cloud or anything but or whatever reason are no longer part of the pattern of your day to day being. There are two women from the rugby club I am have most recently been playing for who have moved to another club. In fact one has set it up she didn't keep this a secret but she will be missed for her spirit and skill. The other stepped down from a role in our club citing health reasons. And a couple of months later turned up on the pitch of the new team. I reckon that if women are playing rugby and the sport is alive GREAT, play for who you want to. But be honest about it. This has troubled me and I can't really express why. And I'm not even an official member anymore!
So yes. Comings and goings. Ebbs and flows. Hannah