Friendship
People come and go in your life. The older you get, I feel, the fewer friends you actually have. When you’re older, you know well you’re able to tell if someone is being fake or if they are being real and genuine. Recently I’ve had two friends who came into my life when I had least expected it. After my car accident, I became lost. I stopped doing everything that made me happy. I couldn’t even stand to be around myself. I stopped writing, I stopped working on my book, I locked myself away from the rest of the world and no one really heard from me.
I went back to work only 5 months after my car accident, and now I am going into 10 months since my car accident. I made my first friend (I have other friends but I like a true friend). She is one of the two people who befriended me. She is the person I was able to start opening up to. Not completely open up to, but our friendship had begun. And I knew she was real and true, and she wasn’t someone who was completely fake. A month later, I met this other friend who I also work with. (Now, both of these friends are my best friends) She as well befriended me, when everyone else didn’t want really anything to do with me. I mean, it’s work. You’re not there to really make friends. It’s nice to have friends or make friends at work. It makes work a little better, especially if you’re able to work the same shift as these friends.
These two people who I have become best friends with, I really would be lost without either of them. Both of them have pushed me to be better, to do better. It took two complete strangers to push me to make me realize that I am stronger than I really am and that I can do better. That I’m no longer this sad person, who lost everything after my car accident. I felt that I was using my accident as a crutch. I mean, it was a life-threatening car accident, and I did almost die. And I wasn’t able to have the same work ethic as before. But having people (these two friends) tell me that I’ve got this, and them having my back made everything better. I snapped out of whatever was wrong with me. And for them to also be the two people to have read my very first book. And for them to really like my first book, it inspired me to continue on and start writing the second book.
I felt, when I had started work, I wasn’t being the best I could be, everything kept falling apart. And these two people helped me through it. They encouraged me; they had my back, and to this day, they still have my back, and I have their backs. When you are able to bond with someone like that, it’s unbreakable. And now months later, I am still friends with them. Best friends with them. And every time I am able to work with either of them, it makes my day or night at work a lot better. Yesterday (June 3rd), I received bad news: I found out my grandmother had passed away. It was something I never expected to find out. My grandmother passed away on June 1st. she died of a heart attack. I am so heartbroken and so lost. Yesterday, when my world was already crashing down, I found out I lost my grandma. These two friends of mine, instantly both of them were there for me, they stopped what they were doing, to take the time to be there for me, a shoulder to cry on, a phone call, just so I could cry my eyes out, and let it all out. Without any judgment. I wanted to write this piece, to express my feelings, to express how grateful I am for these two people. I don’t know what I would have done without either of you yesterday when I found out this bad news.
When it comes to any friendship, it’s a time to be grateful for who you have in your life. Before you lose that chance to have a friendship like that, a friendship with someone who understands you, who pushes you to do better, to be better, to be the best version of yourself.
As Always XOXOXO NicoleHeart
