Nov 4, 2021
4 min read
Friendship
What do my friends mean to me?
This past weekend I was surrounded by friends and human beings enjoying life, where any moment might be the last to share our truth, where deep emotions are expressed and the sound of laughter lasts for days.
It’s hard to let go.
Memories flash through my mind and I smile; I can hardly speak of what the memories mean to me. But I’m scared…
