New Friends, Old Friends, Good Friends |
It's not that I didn't know that I had great friends before, but over the past few days the truly awesome nature of my friendships really hit home for me. I spent the last few days of 2012 in good ole' Richmond, VA. For me and my crew, this town is pretty special. Many of us moved there right out of college to began our "adult" lives. Over many nights sharing late night pizza, spending summer afternoons swimming in inflatable swimming pools, and having heart to hearts over bottles of wine we became a family. And that's not hyperbole, I truly mean family.
When I had to leave Richmond in 2008, it was one of the hardest things I've ever had to do. Eventually, the "family" began to move on to different corners of the world, but a few remained in RVA. Over the next couple of years, some of my "old friends" who remained in Richmond began to meet "new friends". Other displaced "family" members and I would discuss "new friends" with a bit of skepticism that was really just jealousy. Who were these strangers, anyway? I can say that I felt a little replaced. We were jealous that these people were hanging out with our "old friends" and life was going on at our old haunts without us. But the world keeps on turning and Metro keeps playing "Don't Stop Beleavin'".
As my luck would have it, over the past year or so I have been able to spend a little time in Richmond and meet these "new friends". As it turns out, my Richmond "old friends" have got pretty great taste when it comes to the people with whom they choose to surround themselves (I mean, hey they are friends with me ;)).
It might sound silly, but it turns out that we weren't replaced, you can never be in a good and true friendship. What happened was actually a great thing, because now the "family" has grown and whether the friend is new or old they all seem like pretty good friends to me and I'm looking forward to a happy, healthy, and fabulous 2013 for all of us! I'm so thankful to have all of you in my life.
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