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Some Recent Thinkings: Friends

          I am a firm believer in fate. I'm constantly amazed at how perfectly things seem to work out, even if it seems disastrous in the moment. I also think that people come in and out of our lives for a reason and there is a reason why they come, and a reason why they leave. I have been doing some reminiscing lately and it has got me thinking about why I am who I am. I stumbled on a couple of old Facebook messenger conversations for a couple of years ago with a few girls that I am no longer close friends with. Now, I'm not saying that I am totally heartbroken that these people have left my life, I just find it interesting how someone who I used to share all my secrets with has become so distant, almost like a stranger.

          After reading these conversations I also read through a couple of more recent conversations with some of my very best friends. It got me thinking how lucky I am to have such wonderful people in my life. People who will laugh with me, cry with me, throw darts at pictures of people that shall not be named with me, the kind of people who I know will be there for me forever. But will they? Looking back at the evolution of my friends throughout my past four years of High School, I have realized that no friendship is automatic. Friendship is alive and it is constantly growing and changing. Friendships take work and commitment, they take two people who are willing to make an effort to do random, stupid stuff together even though they live hours apart. It is impossible for me to be 100% sure that I will still be close to my amazing wonderful friends in 10 years if I don't step up and start being the kind of friend that I would want to have.

          This has been a bit of a "rantier" post that I was shooting for but I hope that you can all somewhat understand where I am coming from. Please leave questions and comments in the comment section below. I LOVE reading them and will try my best to respond. :)

Thanks for reading!
~Julie

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