As we change and develop, it's no question that we as young men and women change in our personalities as well. What doesn't change, however, are the friendships that will remain forever ingrained in our hearts. Lately I've been very reminiscent of the simpler times where sleepovers were a must every weekend. I remember having full conversations with my BFFLs on each others' Facebook walls when we could have just as easily gone into messenger and had the same conversation. So this one is dedicated to you all, the ones that we planned out our futures together and while it might not have ended up that way, I have nothing but good feelings towards you.
As far as I can remember, we never had a fallout or fight of any kind, so where did our friendship disappear? Was it when we got to high school and found other friends while finding ourselves? Or was it that one sleepover when all I wanted to talk about boys when everyone else wanted to watch "Harry Potter"? Neither option was bad of course, but I fear that's where our friendship faded. Maybe we never really had as strong of a friendship that could withstand the torture of high school. Whatever it may be, it doesn't matter in the end. What does matter are the memories I will forever have in my mind.
The only time I ever see you is when you post a photo on Facebook, which tends to be few and far between. I love seeing those posts; they let me know you're doing well. I pray that you've found friends to be "your person" and to experience the good and bad of life with. I hope that you're happy at the school you chose; I want nothing more. I hope you laugh as loud as you did when we would spend hours on hours together. I hope that you continue to spread the joy that radiates from within you onto dozens of other people. Your joy makes the world shine just a little bit brighter, and I could not be more thankful for you. I pray that you never ever ever give up on your dreams because you are the most brilliant person I had the pleasure to know. I pray that you fulfill your dreams of starting your own life with the man of your dreams, because I know you will be a beautiful bride and have a beautiful family.
Middle school was a long time ago, and yet it feels just like yesterday. Don't you ever just wish time would slow down? Those people who I would see every day for hours on end are now across the country doing whatever they want. We're adults -- how did that happen and how do we make it slow down?
I beg you to never forget where you came from and those who did not make it along the long road. Stay humble in the past and march forward.
