A Letter To My Childhood Best Friend

A Letter To My Childhood Best Friend

There is no one else on this planet that I would rather have called my best friend all these years.

To the best friend I’ve ever had,

Words can’t even describe how lucky I feel not only to have met you almost 18 years ago, but to also have the chance to grow up with you and still have you by my side today. You have taught me so much throughout those years, but the most important was definitely how to be a friend. Through good times and bad, I knew that no matter what the situation was, you were with me every step of the way and still are. I knew that no matter what time, you would always be my “phone-a-friend” and have given me more advice on endless things than anyone ever.

In 18 years, so many things can and will change, but you have always been the one thing that I could constantly count on, and I wouldn’t change that for anything. So many people can come and go, and we know that, but I know that however far you or I go, the other person will always be there right behind, encouraging and supporting one another in whatever it may be. Even if at times I sounded absolutely insane.

Another great thing about knowing each other since we were three is that we know and have gone through everything together. From first field trips in Pre-K to prom to going away to college, we’ve been together through it all. You know me better than anyone and better than anyone ever will. Leaving for college was probably one of the hardest things ever for that reason. Even though were only 163 miles apart, I was much happier knowing we were only about a 10-minute car ride away at home. While the thought of this was scary in the beginning, the amazing things that we have both been able to accomplish and achieve away at school have been countless. The one thing that I find truly incredible about our friendship is that no matter how much we have grown up and changed over the years, we have never grown apart, only closer together.

All in all, there is no one else on this planet that I would rather have called my best friend all these years. I’m forever thankful for our friendship and all of the unconditional love that you have shown me throughout the years. I’m so proud of everything that you have accomplished, and I cannot wait to see all of the amazing things that you do in the years to come. Even though I don’t say it as often as I should, I am truly grateful for you and our crazy friendship. I can’t wait to see what the next 18 and many years after that have in store for us.

Love you forever and ever!

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Little things remind me all the time.

For example, I'll be sitting in the lounge with the people on my floor, just talking about how everyone's days went. Someone will turn to someone else and ask something along the lines of, "When are we going to so-and-so's place tonight?" Sometimes it'll even be, "Are you ready to go to so-and-so's place now? Okay, we'll see you later, Taylor!"

It's little things like that, little things that remind me I don't have a "friend group." And it's been like that forever. I don't have the same people to keep me company 24 hours of the day, the same people to do absolutely everything with, and the same people to cling to like glue. I don't have a whole cast of characters to entertain me and care for me and support me. Sometimes, especially when it feels obvious to me, not having a "friend group" makes me feel like a waste of space. If I don't have more friends than I can count, what's the point in trying to make friends at all?

I can tell you that there is a point. As a matter of fact, just because I don't have a close-knit clique doesn't mean I don't have any friends. The friends I have come from all different walks of life, some are from my town back home and some are from across the country. I've known some of my friends for years, and others I've only known for a few months. It doesn't really matter where they come from, though. What matters is that the friends I have all entertain me, care for me, and support me. Just because I'm not in that "friend group" with all of them together doesn't mean that we can't be friends to each other.

Still, I hate avoiding sticking myself in a box, and I'm not afraid to seek out friendships. I've noticed that a lot of the people I see who consider themselves to be in a "friend group" don't really venture outside the pack very often. I've never had a pack to venture outside of, so I don't mind reaching out to new people whenever.

I'm not going to lie, when I hear people talking about all the fun they're going to have with their "friend group" over the weekend, part of me wishes I could be included in something like that. I do sometimes want to have the personality type that allows me to mesh perfectly into a clique. I couldn't tell you what it is about me, but there is some part of me that just happens to function better one-on-one with people.

I hated it all my life up until very recently, and that's because I've finally learned that not having a "friend group" is never going to be the same as not having friends.

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