Best Friends

Jun 21, 2015 21:29

Tomorrow is my 1 year "Friendiversary" with the best friend I've made since moving down here.  It didn't take long for us to hit it off and be a regular part of each others lives.  One thing I've always wanted was a small, core group of friends that new each other inside out and spent a lot of time together, just enjoying each other.  Even though he's not a group, I'll take it.  I've done something with him I haven't done with anyone since living with my sister and parents.  I've talked to him every day for the past 365 days.  Mostly it's just texting.  We hangout at least once a week for the most part, often twice.  It doesn't even have to be something fun.  It can be as dull as running to the store... but it's a chance to hang out, talk, and laugh.

One of the best things about him and that sets him apart from so many others is that he has never tried to change me.  He accepts me for me.... because he likes who I am.  I've not once had to hear "Maybe you should...." or "Have you tried thinking of it like..." or "Have you tried..." or in any other way tried to get me to do something I didn't want to do or just wasn't me.  He doesn't try to make me be like him.  Unlike virtually everyone else I've met he doesn't "have plans for me" or want something from me.  Except for a genuine friendship, which I gladly give.

He has a good heart, a touch of child-like innocence, an innocent sense of humor, is caring, fun to hangout with no matter how many times, and a little dramatic :)  Just knowing him and being around his generally happy-go-lucky attitude has made a big impact on me.  He's made me remember the value of letting things go that just really aren't important and putting my best, good-natured character forward all time.  Still a work in progress but I can see how my outlook and self-awareness has changed a lot.  I knew when we first met he was going to be fun and possibly a good friend but I didn't know it would turn out to be this good.  Early on there was a day when he came over to pick me up and just after he arrived I got this feeling that reminded me of my childhood.  Considering how fondly I look back on those times it was a good sign.  It's nice to have someone be a regular part of my life (and want to be).  To get and give really good huggs on a regular basis.  Before he came along the loneliness was really starting to get to me.  He's not a boyfriend but he definitely fills a big part of my life.

Having him in my life makes all my changes that much harder.  Maybe it's a reason why I'm dragging my feet too.  I'm going to miss him something awful.  I'm fighting the urge to say something like "It figures, I get something really good but I don't get to keep it."  But it's hard not to because it really feels that way.  Makes me wish he hadn't come along so late.  No matter what I'll always carry him around in my heart.
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