Life is filled with many, many relationships. There are some that are forced and some that happen naturally. Of course there are those that are necessary for only a short period and others that seemingly have no end. Sometimes those relationships, the one that have seemingly no end, end.
It’s not easy for me to admit it, but I have to. A relationship between one of my best friends from my childhood is, at least as of right now, over. It’s strange really, how relationships come and go. How some seem to repel shortly after they are no longer absolutely needed, while others just stick. This is a story that is hard to put into words, because it makes no sense. How can someone be your friend from second grade until the first year of college, and then end? How is it possible? Why?
I met Connor when I was in kindergarten, I was not in his class, but I knew of him because he rode my bus. We did not have a ton of interactions, but he was funny. It took a few years before I really figured out how funny he was.
In second grade, we began to become really good friends. He was in my class for the first time and we started to sit by each …show more content…
I guess you could say that I really had two “best” friends growing up. Rotating between them was not by choice, but by opportunity. In sixth grade, my current best friend at the time did not adjust to middle school the way I did. We hung out with different people. I hung out with the big 8th graders; I thought I was a big shot. I just wanted to know everyone, but Sam did not. Connor did. He was the perfect accomplice to me. His sister, an 8th grader, hung out with many of the same eighth graders I did. Before I knew it, we sat at a table of mostly eighth graders together, two best friends. That year, everything changed. We played on the same basketball team together; we started every game, together. I would win the opening tip-off, which would always go to Connor and then he would score. We hung out so
It’s not easy for me to admit it, but I have to. A relationship between one of my best friends from my childhood is, at least as of right now, over. It’s strange really, how relationships come and go. How some seem to repel shortly after they are no longer absolutely needed, while others just stick. This is a story that is hard to put into words, because it makes no sense. How can someone be your friend from second grade until the first year of college, and then end? How is it possible? Why?
I met Connor when I was in kindergarten, I was not in his class, but I knew of him because he rode my bus. We did not have a ton of interactions, but he was funny. It took a few years before I really figured out how funny he was.
In second grade, we began to become really good friends. He was in my class for the first time and we started to sit by each …show more content…
I guess you could say that I really had two “best” friends growing up. Rotating between them was not by choice, but by opportunity. In sixth grade, my current best friend at the time did not adjust to middle school the way I did. We hung out with different people. I hung out with the big 8th graders; I thought I was a big shot. I just wanted to know everyone, but Sam did not. Connor did. He was the perfect accomplice to me. His sister, an 8th grader, hung out with many of the same eighth graders I did. Before I knew it, we sat at a table of mostly eighth graders together, two best friends. That year, everything changed. We played on the same basketball team together; we started every game, together. I would win the opening tip-off, which would always go to Connor and then he would score. We hung out so