Monday, August 01, 2011

I grew up in Montana, in a small town, with this as my backyard.

After being kicked out of my house at 17, I moved to California for a year to be a nanny.  After that year was over and not entirely loving California, I hopped on a plane with three suitcases and made my way to Boston.

I left everything behind.  Friends, family, memories, my home.  I had never even set foot in this state before I moved here and didn't know a single person.

The first year was hell.  But after that first year I started to meet people and gain friendships.  I started going on adventures and doing things that would never be possible if I had stayed in Montana. I'm one of those people who have a few close friends and some acquaintances.  I was quite shy before I moved her and had to open up a lot.

I cherish my friendships that I do have.  I want to be supportive of them, happy for them, cry with them and laugh, all while going through this crazy adventure.  Do I make mistakes sometimes in my friendships?  Of course, I'm not perfect.  Friendships take effort, just like any other relationship and with everyone being so busy in life, it's hard to make time for everyone. 

Last year I had a falling out with one of my friends.  She was one of my first friends in Massachusetts.  She graciously let me live with her after my year of nannying was done.  I was there when she got engaged, was a part of her wedding, was there for the birth of her son, and then it was all gone. 

Out of the blue about a week ago she e-mailed me and we went and grabbed dinner on Saturday night.  I was a little apprehensive, but dinner was lovely.  We got caught up on each other's lives, laughed a bit, and things just flowed like they used to. I'm hoping we can put the past behind us and move forward because I do value her friendship and I hope she values mine.

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