I have this friend who's been there for me through thick and thin. Her seventeenth birthday was the other day, and that's partially why I'm thinking about it now at 11:40 at night. I think she should be acknowledged.
She asked me the other night why in the world I even liked her as much as I do, and why I still want to be friends even though she can get a little rough with words from time to time. I had actually never thought about it. Why would she, out of all my friends, be the one that stands out?
The answer was quite simple. She is the only one who gives back what I give to her. I sort of have this thing where if I really, truly love someone, I'll pour everything I have into them to let them know how I feel. It's sort of a bad habit, I think, because I've been hurt by so many people because of this. I've had a lot of people use and abuse this attribute, and I've got some pretty serious emotional scars to prove it.
But Ashley's different. Here's an example: Once I threw a good friend a birthday party, and she spent the entirety of it hanging off of her boyfriend, and hardly said a word to me. For my birthday this year, Ashley threw me a surprise birthday party with my entire youth group because I had mentioned once that nobody had ever done that for me before.
She's the only one I have super-serious discussions concerning topics like the meaning of life, the significance of prayer, and why anarchy is bad. She's the only one that I would end up spending the night with after helping her family keep the basement from flooding. She's the only one who shares the same affinity and love for music, as well as much of the same tastes. She's different from all the friends that I have ever known in my life. She's real with me, and I like that.
Ashley has helped me get through some of the more rough patches of my history, and I firmly believe that without her, I might not be alive today. So this is just a short post to show how much I love and appreciate her. Because, really, Ash, you're the only friend who I think has ever cared for me to the extent that you have.
I love you, and thank you.
She asked me the other night why in the world I even liked her as much as I do, and why I still want to be friends even though she can get a little rough with words from time to time. I had actually never thought about it. Why would she, out of all my friends, be the one that stands out?
But Ashley's different. Here's an example: Once I threw a good friend a birthday party, and she spent the entirety of it hanging off of her boyfriend, and hardly said a word to me. For my birthday this year, Ashley threw me a surprise birthday party with my entire youth group because I had mentioned once that nobody had ever done that for me before.
She's the only one I have super-serious discussions concerning topics like the meaning of life, the significance of prayer, and why anarchy is bad. She's the only one that I would end up spending the night with after helping her family keep the basement from flooding. She's the only one who shares the same affinity and love for music, as well as much of the same tastes. She's different from all the friends that I have ever known in my life. She's real with me, and I like that.Ashley has helped me get through some of the more rough patches of my history, and I firmly believe that without her, I might not be alive today. So this is just a short post to show how much I love and appreciate her. Because, really, Ash, you're the only friend who I think has ever cared for me to the extent that you have.
I love you, and thank you.
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