There have been many days throughout the years that I have had that changed everything.
One of those days that is coming up in a couple of weeks
Is that my best friend from 7th grade is moving to Boise. Idaho.
We have been through thick and thin together and known each other like
The back of our hands.
If one is upset, the other knows how to fix it and make them feel better.
And I cried the night he told me he was moving.
But I think he doesn't know that.
I just want the best for him, even if that means we aren't as close anymore. I would love to see him before he leaves Oregon, but I know it probably won't happen.
He has been the longest of anyone to stick by my side through everything that has happened.
And I am glad that he did, because if he didn't, I wouldn't be here writing/typing this.
