Oh the Places You’ll Go!

Isn’t is weird how one little thing can trigger something really random in us? I was listening to the Fish this morning and they were talking about people who couldn’t seem to move past a hurt they had suffered. It got me thinking about an event in High School that has actually been on my heart quite a bit lately. Without going into the details here, (Hi old SCC friends!!) lets just say that the actions of one boy my senior year have had really lasting repercussions that he would be incredulous to discover, because at the time, I played it really cool. Dumb. Yeah, I know..

Anyway, this really isn’t about him or me. It’s about my friends, who, when they found out about this, reacted so fiercely and quickly to mend my heart, that they went so far as to set me up with a really sweet guy for Prom. These same friends stayed with me in college and pushed me out of the plane, so to speak. They drew me out of my little shell and expanded my horizons. They gave me crazy experiences and got me to stay up past my bedtime. They showed me who I could be if I just stepped up. I am the woman I am today because of their incredible friendship, which I promise is a good thing! Sadly, I goofed up. I let other things get in the way of maintaining those amazing friendships and one of my biggest regrets is not spending more time with them and the rest of the beatniks over the past few years. And now that opportunity is gone. People have moved on; we’re all big now, as Cheri would say.

Morgs, Yona, thank you. Thank you for pushing me out of the nest, forcing me to flap my wings. Thank you for memorable hair straightening experiences, 2 AM Krispy Kreme runs, and late night roomie chats. Thank you for working beside me, putting up with my messy desk, and setting off the smoke detector in the dorms with me.

I love you and miss you.