Life has a funny way of unexpectedly shifting in directions that you’d never imagine.
It’s common to hear people talk about the lingering love that still exists between two people who once shared a bed, but not so much about the friendships that once shared… everything.
Female friendships are a complicated dynamic. At one point, our days were intertwined so intricately. Such an intimate bond sprinkled with love, support, advice, secrets, raw emotion, and lots of laughter.
These friendships earmark certain stages of my life—the different versions of myself—the softball era, the party-girl era, the teacher era, and the real estate era. All are uniquely filled with fond memories and lessons of life. I look back on each one with love and a little bit of heartbreak. Each one is so different, but equally as important to the development of who we became.
And then there are the ones that span over decades. The ones that slowly fade out as we realize our commonality is almost non-existent these days. The love is there, but the conversations become stale and surface-level until one day we just stop reaching out. Our lives have parted ways at some point, and the depth just dissolves into quick life updates. Deep conversation feels forced and untimely until you leave the conversation wondering when and how it had changed so much.
Regardless of the fallout, I can’t help but look back on the highlight reels with gratitude. I’m thankful for the love we once shared. The long nights full of questionable decisions and life experiences.
When I share stories of adventures we had together, I think of you and wonder if you do the same. Do you still care the way I do?
When I see old photos, I still have the urge to send them to you. I wonder if we would laugh and reminisce together, or if you would like the photo without saying a word. Do you smile when my name pops up? Do you want to send them, too? Or do you roll your eyes and wonder why I haven’t moved on like you have?
When we stopped talking, I didn’t just lose you. Many times, I lost your family, too. I lost a support system. I grieved the friendship and the people who meant the most to you. Your Mom, your siblings, your extended family, and maybe even your baby, too.
I was introduced as their aunt, but now they wouldn’t even recognize me. I still look at them with love as I watch your life updates on social media. Shocking how much they’ve grown. Some of them are almost the age we were when we met. It’s bittersweet, but I’m proud to see a glimpse of who they are now.
No matter where life takes us, and how far you go, I’ll always be thankful for the moments we shared. For the wild nights, unforgettable stories, and even the fights. I’m grateful for the journey. I’m grateful for the parts of you that I once knew.
I’m proud to see who you’ve become. I’m excited to see where life will take you. I wish I knew more about who you are now. I wish I knew how much you’ve changed, and the parts that are still the same. I find joy in seeing your families grow and the big milestones you share on social media.
I hope you know your secrets are safe. I hope you know how much I appreciate who you are as a person.
The friendship will never be the same, and that’s okay. I’m not the same person you once knew. I’ve grown and changed so much, and I’m sure you have too. I hope you feel supported and loved. I hope your dreams come true. I hope life is kind to you.
I hope you’re making new memories with friends who truly love you. I hope your days are filled with joy and laughter. I’m thankful for my new friendships, but they’re only possible because of you.
Through the heartbreak of losing you, I learned a lot about myself. I learned about the things I’d do, and the things I wish I hadn’t. The words that hurt replay in my mind, but what I regret the most is who I left behind. Too much was left unsaid as I dug my heels in the sand, but I hope you know you meant the world to me.
I never stopped caring as you slipped away into the abyss. A life without me in it. As the years went by, I couldn’t help but reach out. Some of you remain ghosts, just a memory of someone I used to love the most. I’m thankful for the ones that still keep in touch. Once you were my best friend, my sister, and now my most loved acquaintance.
I hope you know that the love is still there, and if you ever needed me, I wouldn’t hesitate to show you how much I care.
If you called me in the middle of the night, I’d still listen and tell you, “Everything will be alright.”
I hope you know I’m only one call away, and your likes and comments brighten my day.
I hope you know I still love you, and I hope you still love me too.
No love is lost, and because of you, I’m a better friend today.
Thank You!
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This is an excellent expression of a sister's feelings. It also applies to long-lost girl friendships. I loved it!