The fortune of friends
As I was encouraged to make a small toast at dinner last night with a small group of friends, I momentarily panicked, thinking that it was nearly impossible to succinctly express my sentiments and gratitude for their friendship, given the short time allotted. Having had my second "going away/congratulatory" dinner within a two-day span, I realized how lucky I am to have made the connections that I have, and that I'm a drastically changed person than I was when I moved here to St. Louis, almost 27 months ago. During my 24 years, I've experienced a countless number of good-byes and departing expressions, and although they never get any less difficult, I've resigned myself to admitting their inevitability . But yet I still grow ever optimistic of relationships and their potential for growth despite distance. Yes, I admit that I now have acquaintances who were previously friends, as time constraints and different localities have played a pivotal role in this slow demise. However, the opposite also holds true. I can much more easily recount the number of people whom I've grown much closer to through the years, even in direct correlation with drastic life changes, moves, and all. For I've come to understand that the things that are important to me will remain just that, and that they must be harvested in order to reap their full benefits. So I see all of this as just one more divergent turn in the road, not a barrier. I know who where my true friendships lie, and for that I'm thankful.
posted by Sheila @ 11/06/2005 08:45:00 AM
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