The chapter has been revealed.
My best friend, since the first day of 6th grade, is leaving for college in about 18 hours. Her family is moving too, which means that she will not be coming anywhere near here again for a very long time. I dont see her that often; we rarely talk online anymore... its just the realization that the one person who has known me through basically everything is leaving. My past has sucessfully disintegrated before my eyes. Or maybe, its just memories now. Maybe its better that way. Memories are something distant, something pulled out on a rainy day or stumbled upon when cleaning up around the house. Its just a little sad to come to this point so abruptly.
I knew it was coming, I just didnt keep up with the dates and times as well as I should have; the day is here and I feel surprised. Its too soon.
I miss middle school drama.
I miss dreams of touring with her, while she became a huge broadway/opera/pop star.
I miss sleeping on her floor, with Curly Lot o'fur and her cats while she had the 'princess bed'.
I miss getting girly and having her make me wear my hair down, and put makeup on me, and take pictures of us for her wall.
I miss her dad, and his accent and his Swedish pancakes, always served with funny comments and cute jokes.
I miss her mom and her constant caring. She always took care of me no matter what. Anything I needed, she was there. She was the closest thing to a real mother I ever had.
Im so thankful for everything. Taking me in from the shelter, telling me that its never too late to be OK. I'm remembering so much, and its all good stuff. Good lessons learned the hard way; good advice given in times of need.
Thank you for showing me that anything can happen with dedication and perseverance.
Im remembering now, and its still not too late to be OK.
My best friend, since the first day of 6th grade, is leaving for college in about 18 hours. Her family is moving too, which means that she will not be coming anywhere near here again for a very long time. I dont see her that often; we rarely talk online anymore... its just the realization that the one person who has known me through basically everything is leaving. My past has sucessfully disintegrated before my eyes. Or maybe, its just memories now. Maybe its better that way. Memories are something distant, something pulled out on a rainy day or stumbled upon when cleaning up around the house. Its just a little sad to come to this point so abruptly.
I knew it was coming, I just didnt keep up with the dates and times as well as I should have; the day is here and I feel surprised. Its too soon.
I miss middle school drama.
I miss dreams of touring with her, while she became a huge broadway/opera/pop star.
I miss sleeping on her floor, with Curly Lot o'fur and her cats while she had the 'princess bed'.
I miss getting girly and having her make me wear my hair down, and put makeup on me, and take pictures of us for her wall.
I miss her dad, and his accent and his Swedish pancakes, always served with funny comments and cute jokes.
I miss her mom and her constant caring. She always took care of me no matter what. Anything I needed, she was there. She was the closest thing to a real mother I ever had.
Im so thankful for everything. Taking me in from the shelter, telling me that its never too late to be OK. I'm remembering so much, and its all good stuff. Good lessons learned the hard way; good advice given in times of need.
Thank you for showing me that anything can happen with dedication and perseverance.
Im remembering now, and its still not too late to be OK.