When I finished high school all of my friends and I went to different schools in different cities, even different countries. We all grew apart from each other’s daily lives, but on Christmas and Summer holidays we always came back together to catch up about how are lives were going.
I am not good at keeping up with friends every day. I’m not that person that stays in touch and texts her friends every day to ask how their day is going across the world. But I always knew that my true friends would be those I could connect with again a year after not talking to each other and still feel like no time or space had come between us.
After we all started working, meeting up came only once a year, when we all go home to spend Christmas with our parents. But still, I felt close to most of my friends, even if we I only spent one evening together per year.
I didn’t see or speak with one of my friends for four years, and the day we met for dinner we ended up having a 7hr dinner catching up, and still our friendship felt as strong as when we were 13, even though we were already 29. Relationships had come and gone and jobs had changed, we had boyfriends and friends the other never met, we grew emotionally and changed our tastes in music but still we are as close as when we were best friends 16 years ago. The trust in each other, and that huge love we felt for each other was still there, unchanged; and we picked up our friendship as if we hadn’t spent a day apart and still sat together and chatted the school day away.
Sadly, it doesn’t always goes this way, and I too have experienced the best friend break-up, when one day you meet and the person seating in front of you is no longer the same person you knew for half your life.
Laura could never make time for her friends since she started going out with her new boyfriend, so even though we spent many weekends in the same city, our home town, we rarely met. After 6 months of not seeing each other or talking in any way, we finally were able to set a time and date and met for dinner. Few times have I felt so uncomfortable. The evening was full of awkward silences as I realized the girl in front of me was no longer my best friend. I couldn’t even call her a friend anymore. She was merely an acquaintance. She didn’t trust me anymore. She answered my questions the way you would to someone who is almost a stranger and didn’t care enough about my life to have the courtesy of asking about it.
Friends can grow apart, no matter how much distance is between them, and they can stay as close as always as well. I believe it’s just a matter of trust, of still being able to confide in your friends and loving them even if they don’t text, call, whatsapp or email every day.