An Old Friend

Yesterday I sold some art and visited a good friend of mine that I haven’t seen in quite some time.

For backstory reference, I have been actively running from my past for a while now—probably since I left home for school. Though most of my past I had to leave behind for my emotional and literal safety, I left her behind on accident too.

It was not for years that I had realized that I left her behind too. It was a mistake on my part to do so. I did not intentionally leave this friendship, but I had moved away and we fell out of touch.

Well I visited her yesterday. We talked for maybe eight hours without stopping. I almost fell asleep while talking because we stayed up so late gossiping and catching up. It was exactly what I needed; to see her.

She always has been good to me; a loyal, kind, and genuine friend she was to me. Always.

This friend was my first friend.

I was about six years old when I met her on the school bus. She asked to sit next to me. She asked if we could be friends. That was the first and few times someone outwardly expressed a desire to know me.

Naturally, I reluctantly agreed that we would be best friends moving forward.

She is doing well and I could not be happier for her. She is a force in every version of the word, and I admire her. Sometimes it takes time to appreciate and understand things or people fully.

I was so caught up in my reality, that I had not stopped running away from everything, including a very good friend to me.

My good friend, this blog post is for you.

If you end up reading this, please know I love you an awful lot.

To any of my other friends, old or new: I cannot express how important and impactful you have been on me.

It is the various relationships I have with my friends—all of you—that keep me going. I love my friends fiercely as they have been good to me. She has been good to me.

I would not be half the woman I am now without the support and love of wonderful people like her.

Love is what makes my engine run at this hyper speed that I work at. Love is what drives me to grind at the level I do. Love is powerful. Love motivates me.

This message is for all that call me friend:

We might be close in proximity, or very far away.

We might talk every day, we might barely talk.

But I thank you for sticking with me, putting up with my quirks, and being there.

I love you and appreciate you more than you know.

I am your friend and I will always be your friend. The circumstances above do not change how I see us.

You took a chance on me by choosing me as your friend, I will not take advantage or lose that.

Thank you for making a difference in my life.

I love you, and I hope to talk or see you soon.