A year ago today, 6 of my very best friends and I were boarding a plane to Mexico. A week to be spent at a Hacienda on the hill, just 7 girls, with little or no worries, looking for a relaxing and good time.
Fast forward one year. Of these 7 only 3 are left together. Not to say that we arent friends, we just all have moved on. The friendships remain but the closeness is now distant. Talks come via text, advice is now given over the phone and laughter shared in the form of LOL.
I do not like change. Never have. but obviously change is party of life. as we grow, we change. our bodies change our ideals change our priorities change. Friends change, boyfriends change, housing changes, even our families change.
I feel that in no other point is change more immenent than in your 20's. College, jobs, breakups, apartments. Its always changing. somethings more subtly than others, but always, there is always something different today than it was yesterday.
So how do we cope with this? Can we cope with this? Or do we, in the end, pay our dues, and keep the change?
Its a hard realization to come to, when you realize what you once had and how it will never be that way again. Our monday night tv sessions, sunday drinking sessions, friday dinner with the girls gossip sessions. never again will we have exactly that. Sure we will find it in other forms. Soon enough we will have husbands, who have friends and their wives will be our friends. Modern day sewing circles. But for now, what do we have? Who do we have?
For me I hold onto these girls. these memories. and strive hard to continue to create more. only from now on they will be bigger memories and fewer and far between. But im learning to accept that. Im learning to cope with this change. Im learning that in every handful of change, theres usually a penny.
a lucky one
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