B.F.F - - Not
August 9th, 2007 by MarnieAs girls and young women how many times have we said
As you get older, you learn it’s not always the case.
My daughter Avy just heard from one of her closest friends that their friendship has grown apart. It turns out this person not only is growing apart from my daughter, but is weeding her garden of people she has lost touch with over the years. We will call her Heather. Heather has recently been married and of course, when that happens, many times previous friendships get brushed to the side. It hurts. Heather had emailed a letter that basically said, don’t expect to hear from me again. No arguments, no discussion. After a ten year friendship, she has moved on and that was that.
This is something we all, unfortunately, go through. Many times its changing schools, or going off to college or as in this case getting married that changes a great friendship. As I was researching this topic, I ran across many poems and tales of sadness over friends just drifing apart over time. All I can say is what I’ve learned through my own experiences, try not to regret or feel bad, but to try to be thankful for the time you had together. Remember that there is another friend, out there waiting to find you too. You will always remember them and the friendship you shared. And ya never know, someday in the future when things change again, friendships can be rekindled. Luckily, my daughter has a best friend, her new husband and that will hopefully take some of the sting out of the loss.
I have not read this book, but I did find this and maybe it is worth checking out at the library to give it a look.
http://www.whenfriendshiphurts.com
It looks like the author may cover this topic as well as other friendship issues.
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August 9th, 2007 at 8:00 am
sounds familiar…its also good to know that other people go through that too. sometimes in the midst of sadness you think you are alone in feeling the way that you do.