Another one bites the dust... or maybe not

Out to dinner with a friend last night, who is getting married in the fall, we talked about weddings and parents and then, inevitably, kids. She said they wanted to have kids soon because she wasn't getting any younger. This didn't suprise me. I knew she was one of those people who would want kids if they met the right person, despite childfree leanings in the past. But as she was saying it, and I was feeling genuinely happy for her, that she was getting what she wanted, I felt a wave of sadness, as if she had already moved out to the suburbs and stopped calling, had already become immersed in this whole other life. Although I do have friends with children, some really good friends, there are others I've lost contact with or lost a connection with over the years. Since many friendships are based on shared experiences, I guess it's not that surprising that they fade when you have less and less in common, but it's still sad.