I grew up with some pretty amazing people. I had some great friends that were with me when things were bad at home and with girls and in school. I had them with me when times were good and fun and exciting.

But as the years passed and I moved from place to place those relationships just faded away. Some times I find myself looking at Facebook albums when they are posted to see how everyone is doing. I like it because in most cases the photos show people smiling and happy. I like thinking that they are all doing well.

I find myself lost in memories of good times and times when friends were there for me when I needed them most.

Note: One of my favourite memories is running after a friend to hide in his truck and sneak a smoke during my grandmother’s wake. That night sucked and remembering that he loved her and me enough to come and show his support – and to stay an extra 5 minutes with me in the parking lot will always mean the world to me.

Don’t get me wrong, over the years, as I’ve moved around I have found more great friends. There are some pretty cool people all over the place. And I am thankful for all of them as well and the memories that we have made. This isn’t a blog meant to bitch about losing people. It’s not me saying that I’m alone or friendless. It’s just a piece to show that I still remember and always will.

I know that I’m not the only one in this boat. I’m sure that you’ve lost touch with friends who once meant the world to you too. That’s just the way life goes I suppose.

I’m also sure that I’m not the only one who wishes they could make sure that those friends still know how important they will always be in the story of my life.

So, if you’re reading this and it’s been a while since we talked or saw each other and you have a memory of us that makes you smile, please know that I have them too.

“Even if we never talk again after tonight, please remember that I am forever changed by who you are and what you meant to me” Holden McNeil -Chasing Amy