Growing up (which we always are doing), can be difficult. This is nothing new. The process, or at least, my process, has entailed a plenty of dreams, crazes, phases, fascinations, and friends. A lot of which I've grown out of . . . and a few that I haven't.
Growth assures change, so it is good, that while we are young, it is easiest to be resilient. Yet the process of self-molding and remolding is often exhausting. I am human, I am progressing, and digressing, I am subject . . . to change!
And then there's Kristin.
When few things in my life seem to make sense, her friendship is one that always does. And this, I appreciate SO much.
We'll spend years apart, in different countries, attending different Universities, communicating little in between. But when summer rolls around, or when I receive that aberrant phone call, everything is easy, everything seems to still make sense. And we are able to pick up right where we left off, and with ease!
She lives and loves with much less inhibition than I. I am grateful for her friendship and example. Today, in the car, we both laughed until we cried. I am happy to be home, and that she is here also.
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