Friends

I have always been the kind of person who has "best friends". I tend to latch onto one person in a given circumstance and they quickly become my everything. I find myself, wrapped up in one friend, with no need for any others. In the past, this mentality has come back to bite me. I become so attached to this one person that I suffocate them and they eventually move on to find less needy friends. For those of you whom I have shared this with before know that this has caused me much heartbreak. I love so intensely and so deeply that it is devastating when God rips them out of my life.
This summer I have come to the realization that, other than my boyfriend, I don't really have a best friend. Yes, I think that Daniel has become my best friend, the one that I tell everything to and share my life with. However, we have a made it a point to make time for our other friends, in order to maintain a healthy balance. It has been in making time for other friends this summer that I have realized that my deepest and closest friends are my few friends from way back in high school. It is the friends who I have known the longest who know me the best, are dedicated to me, and who I have the healthiest friendships with. I am so greatful to have wonderful girls who care so much for me and who love me and accept me for who I am.
I am realizing that it is not always the people you do everything with who are your best friends, but rather those who you have gradually gotten to know and have lived life with.