Friendship and Change

961 Words2 Pages

Personal Narrative- Friendship and Change

Oh, I think I see her. Is it? Yes that’s her." Finally, after three long months my best friend, of 18 years, has finally returned to me. That’s actually the way I felt. Her and I have a strange relationship. I’ve always considered her mine and she pretty much owned me too. It had worked really well for the both us, until now.

Running past me without even a second glimpse she jumped full force into the arms of her older brother. The three of us had always been like peas in a pod so I wasn’t at all surprised she leapt into his arms first. "Dang, what er you trying to do knock me over er somethin’?" "I told you I was gonna to do this over the phone. Can’t you remember anything."? And as usual the whole brother sister-nagging thing started right back up again. Just proves that distance doesn’t make the heart grow fonder between siblings.

Cara turned to me in a slightly awkward glance. "I thought you had to work?!" Her expression lightened as she bear hugged me. You know when a hug lasts slightly longer than normal, that’s how all of our hugs used to be.

I felt the warmth between us again and realized how much I truly did miss her. So many new things happened since that cold January afternoon when Cara boarded the plane for Oregon. I wanted to spill everything and hear all about her experiences too. I knew there were some doosies on my end that I had been holding all to myself until the moment I could release them all onto her. Some things are meant only for the ears of your very best friend, but yet I sensed that everything was different between us somehow.

"Oh, my gosh I can’t wait to show you a picture of that one guy! You ‘member. Quinn?" "Cara, how could I forget that’s ...

... middle of paper ...

...hat can’t be ignored. My story is about a little chapter in my life that I wanted to remain closed forever. Some change is just too hard to bear, but what would I have learned from it if I didn’t take the time to look back.

Everything in life is bound for change; we all need it in order to keep life interesting. I know now that nothing ever stays the same no matter how much I try to keep it that way. It’s an inevitable part of life, but not all change is bad. Change is a growing experience and I can honestly say that no change in my life has made me a weaker person, only stronger.

What I know or what I think I know is that strength is key and friends come and go, but life is what you make of it. Change is natural and depending on your insight to the future and your fore knowledge of the past and present change can be a very good thing even if it is difficult.

Open Document