Karen and I in second grade (Left) and us now (Right).
“Friends come and go but family is forever.” This is a quote that I have always kept in my heart. My parents, since I was little, taught me that there are certain people who would stay in your life and there were others who would one day walk away. They also included that family should always be number one to me because they were the ones that no matter the good or bad that happened, they would always stick with me.
It wasn’t easy for me to make friends because I was shy and knew for a fact that I easily get attach to people. Also because of what my parents had told me about not trusting someone so quick kinda made me even more nervous to make friends. But everything changed one day and I knew I could trust someone with my life.
One day, in 1st grade I met this lovely girl named Karen. She loved to sing, act, and was so random and weird. We right away bonded with each other when we met and after some days began to go to each other’s house to play. We both were the favorite ones of our second grade teacher. She was like a sister to me at that time because I only had a little brother. I knew since the day I met her that I wanted her to be a part of my life.
The sad part about this is that when I stepped into my third grade classroom she was not there. I found out that she had transferred to another school. I, however, still had hope that she would come back one day. The days and even years went by and still no sign of her. It always crossed my mind to go to her house to see if she was there but I was scared that some stranger would answer the door. So I kept on with my life praying each day and night to one day see her again.
During my the end of my sophomore year my mom had some big news to give me. She gave me a phone number and said, “Call her, she is waiting for your call.” I was so nervous! I didn’t know how she was going to react or what I should say to her. But the call was made and we decided on a date to meet up. She lived in the same house! I was so happy to know this. Throughout the eight years that she wasn’t around had a feeling she still lived there and well she did.
This was meant to be! My prayers had been heard! I was so happy to be back with my best friend and she was so happy as well. Since that day we reunited with each other we have been inseparable and our moms even tell us that we act like sisters. I attended her high school graduation and she attended mine. We have been to each other’s family parties. In good and bad situations we have been there for each other. We don’t judge each other but instead tell each other our strengths and weaknesses. In other words, she has not only become my best friend but she is now part of MY family.
My family sees her as a daughter and my cousins see her as family as well. I know for a fact that she will continuously be there for me because she has a great heart and she knows that I will always be there for her.
She is that friend that I know for a fact, will never walk away. I mean look at us now, both in college in different states and we still make time to talk to each other. We make sure to spend the whole summer together and still keep with our own responsibilities. This to me is the Definition of a True Friend.