Tonight I found myself looking at a specific picture on my dresser. As I looked at it, I couldn't help but think of how much has changed. Observing it, I realized that not only have some of our relationships changed, but that we've all seemed to change in our own way. It's amazing how much we can change in a year or two.
College is so crazy. We get to make our own choices, and most of us are forced out to make new friends and, possibly, discover ourselves more than we discover new educations. As much as I haven't branched out to make new friends, I still think I've changed. In some ways I've grown, and in some ways, I guess there's still room for improvement. And I think we all feel that at some point in our lives.
And we also will always remember the people who were with us through the worst. The people that we may argue with and keeping in touch may be a joke, but they're still the people that we know would be there if we ever hit rock bottom. The people that make the saying true..."make new friends, but keep the old, for one is silver, the other gold"...I can't say I ever really understood what it meant. But just looking at this picture, I finally understand the importance of friendship and even if all your friends are different, how you can all compliment each other to make it work. How you keep each other in tune and watch each other grow. It really is crazy.
And I have to say, most everyone in this picture dreams bigger than anyone else I've ever met. Some of us have had our ups and downs and our chances to fight and tear each other apart, but we're still friends. Really, the only big difference it that I'm dating one now. I guess that's the biggest change between me and them. I love them all dearly, and will be there if they ever needed anything, and I know they're all dear friends with my boyfriend so they'll be around for a while. It just makes the awkward, can't date and have the same group of friends scenario. Obviously, these will be my boyfriends friends, whatever happens with us, but I do hope to make new memories with them in the long run. It's hard going from friend to girlfriend, but it's almost harder going from friend to a best friends girlfriend. It's a hard adjustment, but one we all seem to be ready to accept for real...a year and a half later.
I love this picture. High school was rough for us all, but we all grew, together, and we finished high school with some of my favorite memories.
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