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Friends for a season:

I don't know weather this is an excert from the bible, or just a common proverb, but I was really thinking about it today. About how many people have entered and left my life in the past few years. And it's really odd when you really think about it:

That friend from your childhood who swore you would be best friends forever, and that you would be her bridesmaid if she ever gets married, moves out of her house to live with her boyfriend, starts getting into the party scene, and you're lucky if you hear from her but once a year.

The ex-boyfriend you spent so many nights crying over, wishing more than anything you could get back together, and swearing you shall love him forever. Nearly a year goes by without contact, and you find that not only are you ok with not ever getting back together, but that your life can function just fine without him even in it.

That mysterious friend who talked to you by night for hours on the phone, listening to your every cry, rant, laugh, and stories, once again swearing they would always be a friend to you; suddenly hates your mere excistance, moves out of the country, and is likely never to be heard from again.

That boy who was basically a brother, who helped you so much in troubled times and early questions of christianity. Who helped you grow and shared to many experiances. He grows up, finds himself a skateboard and a few girls, does he even think of you anymore?

And yet life goes on. The pain and laughter become simple memories of the past, nearly forgotten. New boys come and capture your heart only to drop it mere weeks later. A new friend rocks your world for a few months, then finds themself closer to a different circle. Some old friendships get rekindled, and a few spring you never thought likely.

I guess this kinda parallels a thought similar to "tomorrow isn't guarenteed" only people aren't gaurenteed. They move away, move on, grow up, grow apart.

I don't know if I have any real point to any of this. I'm bored. Perhaps I'll call jeff and candi and go crash their house for a few hours.

posted by Kairsie 2:34 PM