I mainly believe that he will go on to make other friends. Perhaps friends who will know him better. A friend that will make the team with him. Another may move away with him to attend college. Another still might be the best man who drives him to the church the day he gets married. But nothing replaces the first friend. How do I know this? Because I was just reacquainted with my first friend.
Here's the thing that my first friend probably never realized. After I moved away I stood on that new playground, at the new school with no friends. But I stood up straight and smiled my best smile because in my heart I knew someone had liked me once and surely someone would like me again. All thanks to the confidence I had from meeting my very first friend.
It had been about 30 years since I had last seen my friend. Three decades ago I'm pretty sure my last words to her were, "I don't think they have stamps in Wyoming (the God-forsaken location my parents moved me to)." But the minute we started talking I was so happy to be with her. Hearing where her path had taken her was an introspective action that I very much enjoyed.
Remember your first friend and know that because you had a first, you will have many more.
4 comments:
I love this post. I am still in touch with my very first friend as well, and who I kept in touch with when I moved away because we did have stamps in Wisconsin. ;o) Happy for you that you had a reunion. You look fantastic.
Thank you and I love you, this is beautiful. We are so blessed that our mothers stay in touch through the years to make this possible. Thank you Natalie and Glenda!
What a fun surprise to see you too together again. It is interesting how our lives have evolved but how we have stayed connected with this family for so many years.
Super sweet post and you are smoking hot! Love that pic!
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