“Sometimes you put walls up not to keep people out, but to see who cares enough to break them down.”
Right now I feel like blogging about friends. Current friends, first friends, friends of the past.
I don't remember any friends I had in kindergarden or pre school, but I remember first grade. My step mom Tiffany had taken me to school, into the classroom that day and she and another mom were talking. They found out that the lady's daughter was similarly named. Her name was Shirsten. We became friends right away. She and I found out we lived near each other. She and I were best friends until I was put in foster care. Then we lost contact. Funnily enough, we have a mutual friend that re-introduced us to each other. Unfortunately, we don't keep in contact much.
Second grade, I was in foster care, and was trying to fit in with the popular girls at school. I don't remember any of these girls names, and haven't spoken to one of them since I was moved to my adopted mom and dad's house.
I'm going to skip over most of my elementary school friends, because the truth was, they were few and far between. One, however, lived down the street from me and we are still friends today.
In junior high I met one of my best friends. She and I are close and now have been friends for ...at least 6 years. She is an amazing person, with a fantastic family, who have opened their hearts and home for me on multiple occasions. It makes me sad that life gets in the way of being together more often.
High school brought a slew of friends. Few of whom I expect to be in contact with 10 years from now. There was a few that I love dearly that I hope I will be part of their life for forever. One, I met and admired because she always was true to herself. She was able to balance theatre and basketball as well as not caring what other people thought about what she did with herself. Another, met in math class, helped me along my journey while I helped her come out of her shell. One, known since I was young and still keep in contact with, but became closer through high school theatre. There are, of course others, that I haven't mentioned; and others more who I now have split paths with.
I think that friends are an important part of life. Like I tell my boyfriend a lot, any relationship worth having, is hard to maintain. It's true about friendships, family relationships, roommate relationships, everything. "A friend is someone who understands your past, believes in your future, and accepts you just the way you are."