A true friend doesn't care if your house is untidy, your car makes funny noises, if you have only $5.00 in the bank this week, or that your family is not perfect...they love you for who you are. A true friend can go long periods of time without speaking and never question their friendship.
Wednesday, June 16, 2010
and pack my bags, and never look back, run a parallel line with the railroad tracks, and make my get away
It's raining today, it's only fitting. I like the song of the rain falling on the roof of my camper (that's where I'm sitting right now). It's loading day, and it's always rained on loading day ever since I can remember. The packers packed my house up yesterday and Monday; my entire room has been reduced to 7 cardboard boxes with the untidy scrawl in sharpie of a packer writing all it's contents in just a few words. Everything is being loaded on the truck today. There are boxes everywhere and the house smells like moving (aka cardboard boxes, paper, tape and helpless inevitability). This whole moving thing has been happening ever since I was born every 1 to 3 years. I hate moving so much, it's exhausting mentally, physically and emotionally. Good friends will reluctantly drift away to the too full category of "We Were Best Friends When I lived in _____
No one ever wants to say goodbye, we hold on to our memories and keep in touch the best we can. We may not talk a lot now, but it doesn't mean we aren't friends and what we went through, the good and bad times, the laughs and tears will always be there. We'll always matter to each other and always hope that their lives are panning out how they want. And we'll always be there for each other if the need is there.