A letter to a lost friend

There was a day when I think I knew things were going to change. I don't remember what day that was, or what I wore, who I was with or what I was doing. But the feeling that a major change was going to happen hasn't left me since. That feeling has dug its way into every part of me and resides in me until I finally step out of denial and accept it. There was a day when I accepted it. That day I remember.

You say I changed, I say you changed. Reality is, we both changed. Here's the fun part, who changed for the better? And who didn't?

I've got a list of the people I held so dear in my life that are gone now. They didn't go anywhere, they just changed. They are not who they once were and now I don't know anything about them. The list just grew by one.

Life is an ever tangling, ever changing, all inclusive adventure. All inclusive meaning not just the great joys of life, but the sad parts, the hard times, the devestating losses. I think being on two seperate adventures is a good plan for now.

Sorry dear friend that we can't see eye to eye, and we aren't on the same page. I'm not sorry that either of us will back down from what we believe in or want out of life. My adventure isn't guided by your desires, and I hope your adventure isn't guided by mine.

Each day is a new promise of hope. Live it to the fullest.