FriendsA Story by Kathryn SmithIt's been a long day without you, my friend and I'll tell you all about it when I see you again We've come a long way from where we began Friends. What would we do without them? They see our darkness, they see our light. They witness our joy, sadness, and anger. They're there for us through the thick and thin. Friends are the people who keep us going. Life isn't easy and without friends...how would we pull through? I am one of those people who doesn't have a huge amount of friends. Instead I have a small, knit tight, close circle of friends. My friends mean the world to me, and I wouldn't change anything about them. Though there is one certain thing I wish I could change. My friend Megan is buried in the ground. It would have been her 22nd Birthday this Sunday. I drive out to the cemetery to visit her almost everyday. She is buried deep in the country and the road to the cemetery is a beautiful one. I was thinking about life today. How that little dash in-between the dates on gravestones represents us and our very lives. I was thinking about how easy it is to take all the little things, like breathing and talking for granted. How none of us really know what day will be our last. How in one moment, we can be in love and suddenly in the blink of an eye the person we thought we loved leaves us. How our friends help us through the darkest moments of our life. If Megan were still here, what would she look like? What would she be doing? What boy would she be liking?
My own birthday is coming up in July. Each year I almost feel guilty that I get to age, and my best friend will never get to. I'll keep living for her. It's the only thing I can do. I'll keep her spirit alive as long as I am breathing. For my friends who are still here... This writing is for you. Most of you probably won't read this..but if you do, I want you to know one important thing. I love you. I love you more than you'll ever know.
Some of you live nearby..and some of you live across the Atlantic ocean. Wherever you are... Thank you for all the laughs. For all the happiness and inside jokes. For all the secrets. For the complete and utter madness. For the goofiness.
Thank you for standing right by my side. It took a while for me to find genuine and real friends..and now that I have, I am so grateful. After I lost one of my only true friends, it was hard to make new ones. To surround myself with new people... but I did it! This Sunday, I'm planning on doing what I do every year. Going to the store and buying Oreos and 1 balloon. Driving to Megan, writing her a message on the balloon, and letting it to go to the sky. and eating those Oreos of course! Why? Because that's what friends do. Even though she's gone..I am still her friend and plan to celebrate her life. Dedicated to: Megan Miskowic June 28th 1993- April 13th 2012 © 2015 Kathryn SmithReviews
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