A part of growing older means losing people, either by dying or when people just move on. The hardest part for me of losing someone is when you realize the initial spark that helped to create a friendship has died and nothing you can do will bring that flame back up. Those friends could be lifelong friends or people you've only known for a few months. Everyone has impacted my life in both positive and negative ways so no matter how busy my life gets, I always remember my friends.
No matter what is going on, whatever the issue, I do try to extend the guava tree branch to those who have fallen to the wayside, letting petty issues or disagreements get in the way of great friendships. Even still, the ones who for whatever reason decide in their heads that I'm the root evil of their existence, still receive a flower of peace from me.
Sometimes, I have to learn to let go and let those people be. As hard as it may seem sometimes. That old adege, the one that goes "if you love them, set them free; if they come back, it was meant to be" also applies to friends.
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thats a very nice thought.... i love the way u understand and adore friendship.... thanks for sharing such nice views here... well u can drop by My Friendship Blog sometimes and have a glimpse of something u may find interesting...!!!
Thanks for writing this.
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