A good friend is leaving town. Is there anything as sad as that? Not many things and I'm truly in mourning.
Life bring many friends to us over the years and they run the gamut from casual acquaintances to close relationships - the kind that withstand the test of time and survive our various trials. This friend is in the latter category. She's the kind of person who was there when my daughter's wedding cake suffered an accident just hours before the ceremony and she rushed to the scene to salvage what could have been a total disaster. She's the kind of friend who checked in on me regularly when I was going through chemo, helped me pick out a wig when I knew I'd need one (and kept me laughing when I wanted to cry) and even had us for dinner during the worst of that time, regardless of the fact that I felt lousy and wasn't very good company (but desperately needed to have some normalcy in my life). And she's the kind of friend that I would go to in a crisis because she'd be non-judgemental and loving in her reaction to whatever the situation was. In short, she was a very dear friend.
Friendships - even very close ones - ebb and flow with the currents of our lives. Sometimes we spend lots of time together, like when our kids are in school and we see each other at sporting or other school events. At others we have to work hard to grab a few moments here and there when our schedules are pulling us in different directions. Good friends manage to find that time.
I think in my entire life I've had maybe half a dozen close friendships like that - (not counting family of course). So losing one to another state isn't easy. It's not the first time its happened - I have other friends living in far away places that I try hard to keep in contact with. But its never the same. Because friendships, like all growing things, need constant care to flourish and that's not easy to do from a distance. We'll keep in touch and we'll always love each other. But there will also always be a hole in my life where that friendship lived.
Good bye my friend! I'll so miss you...
Life bring many friends to us over the years and they run the gamut from casual acquaintances to close relationships - the kind that withstand the test of time and survive our various trials. This friend is in the latter category. She's the kind of person who was there when my daughter's wedding cake suffered an accident just hours before the ceremony and she rushed to the scene to salvage what could have been a total disaster. She's the kind of friend who checked in on me regularly when I was going through chemo, helped me pick out a wig when I knew I'd need one (and kept me laughing when I wanted to cry) and even had us for dinner during the worst of that time, regardless of the fact that I felt lousy and wasn't very good company (but desperately needed to have some normalcy in my life). And she's the kind of friend that I would go to in a crisis because she'd be non-judgemental and loving in her reaction to whatever the situation was. In short, she was a very dear friend.
Friendships - even very close ones - ebb and flow with the currents of our lives. Sometimes we spend lots of time together, like when our kids are in school and we see each other at sporting or other school events. At others we have to work hard to grab a few moments here and there when our schedules are pulling us in different directions. Good friends manage to find that time.
I think in my entire life I've had maybe half a dozen close friendships like that - (not counting family of course). So losing one to another state isn't easy. It's not the first time its happened - I have other friends living in far away places that I try hard to keep in contact with. But its never the same. Because friendships, like all growing things, need constant care to flourish and that's not easy to do from a distance. We'll keep in touch and we'll always love each other. But there will also always be a hole in my life where that friendship lived.
Good bye my friend! I'll so miss you...
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