when we ask ourselves which people in our lives mean the most to us, we often answer that it is our family and friends. family are there to support us and our beliefs, scold us when we’ve done wrong, and love us for who we have become. friends are there to share things with, give advice, solutions, or cures, and make us happy when we are down. one thing we need in our lives is a good friend. someone we can count on when we need them, someone who can be silent with us in a moment of confusion, someone who genuinely cares about us, someone who can tolerate not knowing everything about us, not healing us, and not standing by us all the time. I have always felt that the great privilege and comfort of a good friendship was one in which I had nothing to live up to or explain. I once read a quote somewhere that said, “good friends are like stars. you don’t always see them, but you know that they are there.”
I feel as though I have done a fair job on my part of being a good friend. I’ve listened when someone needed me, I’ve given what I thought to be the best advice I could offer. however, sometimes it’s the little things that most people don’t see or pick up on. it’s the bigger things that stand out in our minds. like the time I didn’t go to so-and-so’s party, or the time I didn’t pick up my phone.
it’s funny how life is always changing. we grow and shift. it’s hard when it seems that a good friend denies your right to grow. I’m not always going to be exactly the same. but I’m still myself. I still care about my friends and I still love each of them dearly. a true friend is the most precious of all possessions. and true friends are impossible to forget.

{even if you do send death text messages, I’ll still try to understand}