It’s been almost six years since I left Los Angeles to come to Boston. Six years since I left my friends and family to start a new chapter in my life, in a city I’d visited once, with not a single familiar person by my side. In college I made friends immediately through softball, dorm-living, classes. Some friendships grew, some fizzled, and, in classic Harvard fashion, some people pretended like they never even met you in the first place. But there are friends I made who will stay with me for life. Friendships that cultivated over time and took on a life of their own. I know that no matter the distance, no matter the amount of time that passes since the last time we spoke, we’ll always be there for each other – to laugh and to cry and everything in-between
Now, with college graduation almost one year behind me, I find myself looking around to see great friends scattered across the globe – Texas, Ireland, California, New York – and few still left in Boston. In my reflection, I found the following article that really made me view those true friendships in a new light, and made me want to say, to all my real friends, thank you.
