I Will Miss My Friend
I apologize in advanced for the kind of pity party this post is going to sound like. I just need to get this out. Also, I wanted to say to the person this is about (who will no doubt respond to this) that this is not meant as a guilt trip. I just needed a place to express my feelings, and this is it.
I have a friend, a female friend that I will call Bear. Bear has been a friend of mine for several years now, but in the past few has become a really close friend of mine. I should say that I don’t make very many friends to begin with, and even fewer very close friends, people I would call True Friends (capitalized and everything). I can count the number of True Friends I have on one hand, and have a few fingers left over. So, Bear is part of a very small number of people that I consider very close to me, that hold a special place in my heart.
I didn’t realize just how much of a place in my heart Bear held until she announced that she would be moving to Seattle. Recently, Bear has been working part-time at my company, just for the season. And let me tell you that it’s been FANTASTIC having a close friend at work. We would take lunchtime and break walks outside the building, and talk about just about everything. Religion and spirituality, sex, other friends, TV shows and general geekiness. Like me, she’s a writer, and it’s just fantastic to have someone that does the same type of art you do to talk to. Don’t get me wrong, the Wife is an artist too, but she’s a poet, and there’s a big difference in the way you write poetry and the way you write prose. So, it was fantastic to have another writer to talk to. I’m pretty sure that I’m not one of her “best friends,” to use another term, but I don’t care. I know she’s one of mine, and I know that she cares about me, and would be there for me if I needed her, just like I would be for her, and that’s all that matters.
And now that I’ve discovered just how much I really care about Bear, just how much I consider a close friend, she’s leaving. Like I said above, I’m not trying to give Bear a guilt trip. Bear, this is NOT a guilt trip, you’re not allowed to feel guilty for MY feelings! I’m just saying that my friend is leaving, and I won’t be able to have any more walks with her, where we can just talk. At least, not for a long time, until she comes back down to visit, for Comic Con or something.
So, I am going to miss her terribly when she is gone. Terribly. Heck, just during this last week, our schedules at work have not meshed, and I’ve missed those lunchtime walks. I mean, I know that even if she didn’t move, it was just a temporary position she had, and those would have left, but I still missed ‘em this week.
So, I think about her leaving the city entirely, and the best I am going to be able to do for communication with her is through LJ or Myspace or a chat program. Don’t get me wrong, I’m looking forward to doing those things with her, but nothing beats face to face interaction. I get a little sad when I think about her leaving.
Now, all that said, Bear is entering into an amazing journey, a new chapter of her life, where (I envision) she will find herself, who she really is, what she really wants, and how she can go about getting those things. If anyone in this world deserves happiness, it’s Bear, and I know that after this journey she will go on (which will be hard, Bear. Just a fair warning, it’s not going to be easy) she will find what she is looking for.
So, I will miss my friend, and that makes me sad. But, she is going on a grand adventure, and I wish her nothing but luck. I’m excited for her, too, because I’m on such a journey right now myself, and while it’s scary, and hard, and sometimes you fall down and it hurts, it’s so, so worth it!
So, I will miss my friend, but just saying that (or typing, as the case may be) makes me feel a little better.
So, Bear (because I know you’re reading this), I just want you to know that I love you, and wish you the best of luck in this new leg of your life journey. Know that I am always there for you if you just need a shoulder to cry on or someone to laugh with. Enjoy Seattle, but come back to us soon!
To the rest of you, thank you for taking the time to let me get this off my chest. I feel immensely better now.
I have a friend, a female friend that I will call Bear. Bear has been a friend of mine for several years now, but in the past few has become a really close friend of mine. I should say that I don’t make very many friends to begin with, and even fewer very close friends, people I would call True Friends (capitalized and everything). I can count the number of True Friends I have on one hand, and have a few fingers left over. So, Bear is part of a very small number of people that I consider very close to me, that hold a special place in my heart.
I didn’t realize just how much of a place in my heart Bear held until she announced that she would be moving to Seattle. Recently, Bear has been working part-time at my company, just for the season. And let me tell you that it’s been FANTASTIC having a close friend at work. We would take lunchtime and break walks outside the building, and talk about just about everything. Religion and spirituality, sex, other friends, TV shows and general geekiness. Like me, she’s a writer, and it’s just fantastic to have someone that does the same type of art you do to talk to. Don’t get me wrong, the Wife is an artist too, but she’s a poet, and there’s a big difference in the way you write poetry and the way you write prose. So, it was fantastic to have another writer to talk to. I’m pretty sure that I’m not one of her “best friends,” to use another term, but I don’t care. I know she’s one of mine, and I know that she cares about me, and would be there for me if I needed her, just like I would be for her, and that’s all that matters.
And now that I’ve discovered just how much I really care about Bear, just how much I consider a close friend, she’s leaving. Like I said above, I’m not trying to give Bear a guilt trip. Bear, this is NOT a guilt trip, you’re not allowed to feel guilty for MY feelings! I’m just saying that my friend is leaving, and I won’t be able to have any more walks with her, where we can just talk. At least, not for a long time, until she comes back down to visit, for Comic Con or something.
So, I am going to miss her terribly when she is gone. Terribly. Heck, just during this last week, our schedules at work have not meshed, and I’ve missed those lunchtime walks. I mean, I know that even if she didn’t move, it was just a temporary position she had, and those would have left, but I still missed ‘em this week.
So, I think about her leaving the city entirely, and the best I am going to be able to do for communication with her is through LJ or Myspace or a chat program. Don’t get me wrong, I’m looking forward to doing those things with her, but nothing beats face to face interaction. I get a little sad when I think about her leaving.
Now, all that said, Bear is entering into an amazing journey, a new chapter of her life, where (I envision) she will find herself, who she really is, what she really wants, and how she can go about getting those things. If anyone in this world deserves happiness, it’s Bear, and I know that after this journey she will go on (which will be hard, Bear. Just a fair warning, it’s not going to be easy) she will find what she is looking for.
So, I will miss my friend, and that makes me sad. But, she is going on a grand adventure, and I wish her nothing but luck. I’m excited for her, too, because I’m on such a journey right now myself, and while it’s scary, and hard, and sometimes you fall down and it hurts, it’s so, so worth it!
So, I will miss my friend, but just saying that (or typing, as the case may be) makes me feel a little better.
So, Bear (because I know you’re reading this), I just want you to know that I love you, and wish you the best of luck in this new leg of your life journey. Know that I am always there for you if you just need a shoulder to cry on or someone to laugh with. Enjoy Seattle, but come back to us soon!
To the rest of you, thank you for taking the time to let me get this off my chest. I feel immensely better now.