friendship
C.S Lewis got it right: friendship is born when one person says to another: "What! You too? I thought I was the only one!"
Dear Delane,
I never thought that you would become the best friend I've ever had when you banged on my door that evening to ask me about my zodiac sign. You couldn't have arrived at a better time. I didn't know it then, but your moving in was the first time you pulled me out of a dark place. I wasn't getting my homework done or even maintaining basic hygiene living by myself, and your presence was the motivation I needed to get shit done.
By Amelia Lee6 years ago in Humans
Dear Karla Jamaica
Dear Karla Jamaica, This is a letter to thank and celebrate you. Over the last five years our friendship and collaboration have encouraged me in a way that you may not know. When I think of you the words that come to mind are strength and grace. It’s as if you carry the world with you, but let it flow through you in a way that includes you but does not weigh you down.
By Megan Rose6 years ago in Humans
To My Roommates.
It's been 2 years since I wrote the words to a small poem included at the end of this reflection here, and I remember the emotion clearly. There's something about knowing "I will never have an experience like this again" that can propel you into gratitude.
By Jess Nadine6 years ago in Humans
Dear Maureen,
Dear Maureen, Thank you so much for your wonderful care during my therapy sessions. Without your advice and guidance, I would not be the woman I am today. When Haylee and I first came to you I was a lost human. Realizing that my daughter is different then most toddlers her age, I didn't know what to do. My husband left us and I was burning out as a parent. You helped us by diagnosing Haylee on the autism spectrum. We later found out Haylee also has ADHD, speech delays, and developmental delays. As months went on I became depressed and developed bad anxiety from Haylee's behaviour problems. My friends and family wanted to be there for me but they didn't know-how. I was having a hard time dealing with so much on my plate with Haylee, my job, and trying to put food on the table. You opened up your door to me. I was hesitant at first to see a phycologist because I had a bad experience as a child, but I had to put that aside and give you a chance. After all, you helped with putting together a great support team for Haylee. We got together every week for six months at the start. You were always flexible with my appointments. At first, I had zero confidence in myself, I was depressed, and felt that I was alone with Haylee in this big world. I was so heartbroken from my husband leaving that I thought no one was ever going to love me again, especially with a special child. We did some great exercises on confidence and you taught me self-care. You helped me work through the emotional pain I experienced in my relationship with Haylee's dad. Within the first year, I had the confidence to make some friends. From there I met my first boyfriend since my husband. It didn't last long because Haylee was a bit too much for him, but you were right there to help me through that emotion. To help me see that the right man was out there. When I lost my job of eleven years, you were there to help me build confidence to get another job. We even rehearsed interviews together and I got a new career in fitness. Without your guidance in helping me land that job, I wouldn't have discovered powerlifting and be the powerlifter I am today. I have two silver medals hanging around my neck because of your encouragement. Plus, It has been a great outlet for my mental health.
By Melissa Bezborotko 6 years ago in Humans
Dear Gloria
Dear Gloria, It seems a very long time since I last saw you, last saw you smile and ask me about my 'dear dogs'. It seems forever since you picked up a pretty pair of earrings or a scarf, or a delicate brooch and decided that it ought to be mine, that it was just meant for me. You would press it into my hand and when I insisted I could not take it, you insisted I could.
By Sophie Jackson6 years ago in Humans
To My Best Friend
To my Best Friend, You know who you are. You've been with me for so many of my ups and downs, and you've stuck through them with me for it all. We met in college, freshman year, and it was a fast friendship. We were on the same floor in the same dorm, that definitely helped. We had so many good times, but you already know that. I don’t know if you look back fondly at our drinking fountain conversations at ungodly hours of the night, but I do.
By Cody Dunnington6 years ago in Humans
An Open Letter to the Person who let me Make Questionable Fashion Choices (but really believed I could rock them)
To my best friend— When prompted to consider the strongest woman that I knew, my mind flashed through the exuberant list of options. Do I write about an unknown, anonymous woman that is code for “all women”? Or do I write about the obvious— there is, of course, Michelle Obama, Greta Thunberg, Simone Biles… The number of women, whether anonymous or easily identified, who inspire me and continue to make an everlasting impression on the women of today, tomorrow, and yesterday is awestruckingly beautiful and diverse. However, when I considered what I would write in a letter to them, the words did not feel effortless. I found myself staring at the predictive text options, hoping I would find a word that fit well and completed my sentence in a way that was at least equally as inspiring as the women I wanted to write about. However, the truth is— nobody completes my sentences as well as you do. And in full transparency, rarely does anybody inspire me the way you do. You might not be Michelle Obama, but here’s a list of reasons why you are the most tenacious, wholeheartedly irresistible person I know.
By Kailey McLennan6 years ago in Humans
Can't Keep A Good Woman Down
After six months in our new Pennsylvania home, the holidays were approaching and I was terribly homesick. As a tongue-in-cheek joke that I hoped someone would take seriously, I asked my friends, via social media, who wanted to come over for Christmas baking.
By LUCINDA M GUNNIN6 years ago in Humans
