My best girls are the friends I've known the longest and who know me the best. When I told them I was moving a year ago, they were angry and hurt. They tried to show how happy they were that I was finally figuring out how to be in the same place as N, but I knew that, selfishly, they were pissed. They didn't want me to go.
And thank God for that! I mean, who wants their friends to say "peace out! later! good riddance!" ? No one.
Now that I have moved and am married, I am adjusting to my new town. I am getting situated in a new place with new roads, and new stores and new doctors and new routines. I don't have new friends. Not yet.
I miss my old ones. All the time. Every day. Multiple times a day. I always will.
I'm experiencing a lot of change in a relatively short period of time between adjustments at work, moving and marriage. I wish they were here. I wish I could show them things in person and have them close enough to hug me - just because.
They are busy with their own lives. They are pregnant, and getting married and studying for huge tests.
I miss them. But I don't want to guilt trip them into making more of an effort for me. They already put me first for a long time with all my wedding hoo-ha. I'm feeling needy for now.
Patience. I need more patience and time.
