I love a good friend, one you can tell anything to and know she will understand, one that you can call just to tell one thing and 1 hour later you get off the phone.  You can spend hours at Panera just talking about nothing. Or that you can go to a movie with, and talk through the whole thing!  One that will cry with you when life is hard, and laugh till you cry when you do the dumbest thing ever. I have a great friend like that, her name is Amy and she is the best friend a girl could have – only problem; she just moved.

Suddenly I feel like I am 12 and just lost my best friend, of course I know we will be friends no matter what the distance but, there is something that happens when you don’t live close by. Soon you talk about people that the other doesn’t know or you run out of things to talk about; life gets busy and soon the phone calls and emails get farther apart. Good girlfriends are hard to come by, you know, ones that you get and they get you. I will miss her dearly: she was a regular part of my life and I find myself wondering what I will do with all that extra time.

It is good in the sense that it forces me to get out of my comfort zone and reach out to new friends. I tend to get comfortable with my friends and not look outside of that circle. Oh, how I hate the beginning of friendships, the small talk, trying to figure out where you want to go to lunch, trying not to step on each other’s toes, ugh I hate it! I am such a comfort zone person.

I keep thinking of that song they would teach you when you were little

“Make new friends but keep the old, one is Silver but the others Gold”

Here’s to making some new friends, but I sure do miss her.