Date: Mon, 8 Apr 1996 16:04:13 -0500 (CDT)
From: xxx
To: James Holliday
Subject: Cuz you're my friends
It all started so innocently. We met as strangers, thrown
together by fate. Some of you grow up with me, others I have only
known a short while. Some of you I have hugged constantly over the
years, and others I met at a time when hugging was 'un-cool', and
it has stayed that way, though the times have changed around us.
Some of you I have not yet met in person.
Every one of you has enriched my life. You have helped to teach me, to
guide me on this often turning and forking road of life. You have
been with me through the good times and the bad. You have comforted
me when I cried, held me when I was afraid, and laughed with me when
I was happy.
And now we are in college. And though the distance between us is
not great, it is great enough. I am no longer afraid to reach out
and hug you, in fact I long to do it.
You had walked with me for so long that I was afraid to venture on
alone. Yet even as I feared the dark of night, along came others to
help me on my journey, in hopes that I would walk with them so they
need not journey on alone. They picked up where you left off, and
now they are no longer strangers.
Who are you? You might be my brother, my sister, my cousin, an
old aquanitnce or a new one. But first and foremost, I call you
friend. And I miss you if you are away, and if you are here, then I
thank you for standing by my side.
And so I send you this, so that you might know that someone,
somewhere, is thinking of you, praying for you, and loveing you. And
that person is me. May God grant you peace and happyness in your
times of trail, and watch over you, so that one day we will meet
again.
Friendship is a strange thing....we find ourselves telling each other the
deepest details of our lives...things we don't even share with our families
who raised us...But what is a friend? A confidant? A lover? A fellow email
junkie? A shoulder to cry on? an ear to listen? a heart to feel?...A friend
is all these things...and more.
..Whether we met IRL, over The World, over Resort, or SE, or anywhere...I
call you friend. A word so small...yet so large in feeling...a word filled
with emotion. It is true great things come in small packages. Once the
package of friendship has been opened, it can never be closed...it is a
constant book always written...waiting to be read...and enjoyed.
We may have our disagreements...we may argue...we may concern one
another...friendship is a unique bond that lasts through it all....
.......A part of me is put into my friends...some it is my humor...some it
is my listening ear...some it is real life experiences...some it is my
romanticism...but with all, it is friendship.
..................Friendships forged are a construct stronger than steel...
built as a foundation....necessary for life...and necessary for love.
Friends...you and me...
.you brought another friend...and then there were 3...
...we started our group....Our circle of friends...
....and like that circle...there is no beginning or end....
...........................................................................
___ ____ ___
____( \ .-' `-. / )____
(____ \_____ / (O O) \ _____/ ____)
(____ `-----( ) )-----' ____)
(____ _____________\ -____- /_____________ ____)
(______/ `-.____.-' \______)
**HUG**
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It is by chance we met, by choice we became friends...
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.Keep this going....Email all your friends this message....email all those
friends you never met....those you have...and those you've lost along the
way....
