The gift of friendship.

Lonely hearts don't grow cold if you have that 3:00AM friend to talk with. I've been missing "this" friend lately. We've been friends for over a decade. The devoted one who I know is always there. The one with whom I've never felt like I'm sailing alone in the gigantic ocean. The one who would never abandon me if I say or do something that is inappropriate. But, sometimes closeness slowly scatters. We don't end up spending time with each other like we once did. It is unrealistic to expect friendships to stay intact as they are. This emotional struggle reminds me that life contains stages of many different journeys. With each new one, some friends may drift apart. Some will walk with you, some won't. Some move along a different direction, some will meet you at crossroads and pick up the friendship again.

Although, enough time has lapsed, you are still the first person I reach out to when I need a friend. To have a friend like you is relaxing into another soul and be welcomed in all that I am and all that I am not. Friendship between us provided me with a safe place to share in the experiences of life. It's a great gift knowing that you see as I do and understand me like no one does. I am extremely grateful that you walked with me on different parts of my journey. Thank you for making each stage so meaningful. Thank you for helping me become the person I am today. For nurturing, guarding and pursuing the friendship we share. For calling me without waiting to be called first. For listening between the lines and offering you heart. Above it all, for giving me the gift of TIME - the most treasured of all commodities. No matter how hard I try, I will never be able to thank you enough.