I started looking at some photos this afternoon of an old school friend that I recently reconnected with over Facebook. The more that I looked at the pictures, the more that I realized how much we grew apart in high school. It made me feel a little weepy.
The friend in question was there for me in late primary school. After moving from the area into the middle of nowhere, we kept in contact. However, when I returned to the area, it was clear that we’d grown apart. There was nowhere to place blame, but it doesn’t make it any less painful.
It is a simple fact that as we grow older, out interests often change and we need people around us that reflect those changes. Looking back, I can see that it was probably for the best. After all, a friendship should be equal. In our case, I can see that she was babysitting me. I adore her for her kind spirit, though I wished I could have been there for her just as she was for me.
I didn’t have a lot of friends growing up. Being an overly sensitive child, I tended to take every comment to heart. I was was too serious for my own good. I tried to be a good person, but in the end it led to me feeling miserable all of the time. I missed so much of my childhood because of preconceived ideas of how I think and act. Yet in spite of how messed up as a kid, I am a pretty happy adult. Live and learn, and be thankful for the people that have offered their hand in friendship.
So, thank-you, Kate. You have been and always will be a great person. I hope that in this new and exciting time as a new mother, that you’ll be able to get the support and love that you deserve. You are surrounded by so many people that care about you, and it makes me feel so happy. You really do deserve it. And if there is anything that I can do to help, then do not hesitate to let me know.