“Turns out not where but who you're with that really matters.”

I know lately I haven't been writing.  I could sit here and make up a thousand excuses of why I haven't but I will be truthful with you all mostly because I swore to that I would be.  So here goes...

This week I have watched one of my best friends go through the hardest thing I think she will ever face.  I mean we've been through so much together.  Both of our fathers passing, her wedding, my engagement,college, house hunting, bad boyfriends( I will take credit for that), job searching, hospital trips (she can take credit for that), practices...I mean the list could go on and on and its only been eleven years since she walked into my life and its seemed that no matter what it was, I could make her laugh.  She could make me see the more logical, less dramatic side of things.  I joke with her and say that we are team mates for life but part of me knows how true that statement is: teammates for life.  Its hard to watch her be so strong for herself and her husband and knowing that every inch of her heart is broken.  I admire her strength and courage to face this head on and with no fear.  I've always loved that about her. 

This week ,however, I can't fix this.  I can't say lets go for a late night Walmart trip and then its okay.  There isn't an easy fix and it makes me feel so helpless.  Its a feeling that I know there isn't a cure for and I am just going to have to face the fact that I can't make this better.  I want to.  This is one of these moments in a friendship that you wish you had a fast forward button or skip option.  I'd give everything to make it all just go away.  I've cried to Kevin about it, saying how it just isn't fair because I know thats it not.  Bad things shouldn't happen to good people but yet here it is happening to two of the most caring, selfless people I have ever met.  I just makes me angry.  It makes me sad and its just not fair.  They say everything happens for a reason...well whats this reason? Why them, why now?

    

     The one positive thing I can take from this: I am so damn lucky that I met some of my most incredible friends during my college years.  It just kinda happened right there in the middle of our classes, practices, student activities, dorms,crazy nights, etc...we became our own family.  I reached out to so many of them over the past week to let them know the news. One of the girls, who I haven't seen in six years (since I graduated really) reached out and asked what she could do.  I think she shared the same feeling I did....teammate for life.  No matter what happens, we would and will always have each other backs.  I have another friend who I literally never know where in the WORLD she is BUTTTT I also know that if I needed her she would be on the first plane out from wherever she was.  The same is to be said about my Cali friend(s) and my friend who used to be a party animal and now is the mother of two beautiful boys.  She'd come running as well.  I could go all night with trying to name them all in the blog.  Man, I am so blessed for them.  As much as we all hurt for our friend, I know she feels comfort in knowing we are all there for her.  We'll pick up the pieces with her.  We'll help them move on.  They'll laugh again.  They'll believe again. 

Where in the world do you find one person let alone the hundreds of friends like that? 

I guess admissions knows what they are doing after all. 

“Even though we've changed and we're all finding our own place in the world, we all know that when the tears fall or the smile spreads across our face, we'll come to each other because no matter where this crazy world takes us, nothing will ever change so much to the point where we're not all still friends.”