Letting go of people I call FRIENDS

I always treasure my true friends. However, as if they were of rare variety, I have found only few of them in my life.

They came one or two at a time in different settings and locations. We shared a great percentage of our daily life when still accessible to each other. We had beautiful moments together. For with them around, even difficult things turn easier.

There was only one moment I dreaded then. It’s parting time! This was the time when I had to go on my own in other places away from them. An annual change of setting to mingle with new characters was not that easy. Adjustments just turn easier when I found another friend.

An unpleasant life scenario took place that alienated me from ‘life’ and caused my lost of trust to people. I was so devastated emotionally but I couldn’t share for it was the only most appropriate thing to do.  I shied away from good old friends and literally secluded myself from developing new friendships.

But I believe I am an emotional champ in my own right.  Slowly, through the years, the personal chaos that once overtook me started to subside. The imaginary boundary that kept me from trusting people began to melt.

It was because of new friends with whom I eventually and gracefully parted ways for different reasons.  We remained friends yes, but we no longer see each other as often as we hope to.

Then there was another good-found friend, of the rare variety. We shared so many things, at times, even more than ordinary siblings do. Other people had misconceptions on our friendship because they didn’t understand how the two of us can be such close as friends. But ours was pure friendship no more, no less. It was just that it was a good, true friendship as I thought.

So what is the twist all about?

I knew and will always understand that there will be parting time for us, too. However, I cannot understand if parting time comes prematurely that such friendship has to go for an unreasonable reason NOW!