The gift of friendship

 

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Friendship is therapy.

Not to discount professional counseling. Quite the contrary. Psychotherapy has been a godsend in my life.

So have my friends. I cannot imagine life without friends.

My best friend has been in my life since kindergarten. We grew up in a small town where everyone seems to know everyone else. Though we knew each other, we were both too shy to be anything but classmates for the first few years of school. Sometime or other, that changed.

For most friendships, part of the beauty lies in becoming closer without really knowing when exactly you clicked. This is true for us as well. Continue reading “The gift of friendship”

Overwhelmed by memories of the past

There is a song I haven’t listened to in years. It’s called “One Sweet Day” and was performed by Mariah Carey and Boyz II Men. If you are unfamiliar with the song, it is about having lost loved ones and finding comfort in knowing you will see them again in Heaven. It is sweet and moving and, during the right moods, utterly depressing.

I had a best friend when I was in my pre-teen years who was the daughter of my mom’s friend. My friend I will call Gidget and I spent entire summers at each other’s houses, mostly with me at hers while my parents worked. Continue reading “Overwhelmed by memories of the past”