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My friends ...
I think I have lots of friends. Or, at least, I hope that I do. I hope that's not too presumptious for me to say. Although I am an introvert and like to spend time alone, I also need to draw my personal strength from others.
There's my friends in California...from school and from church, and then those that I have just met along the way, who are walking the road with me.
There's those people that I don't talk to regularly and often, but I would still consider them my friends because in some small way, they have impacted a part of my life.
There's those praise teams I have served with at church- they will always be my friends and partners in praise.
Then, there's those people from Smith, from AKC... more like my family of sisters, and then brothers, because they kept me accountable 24/7.
It's nice to know that I have a home in so many parts of the world- in California, on the East coast, in Korea, at Smith... and someday, hopefully, we'll all be together in heaven.
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Much of my life has been lived alone. Even when I am surrounded by people. It's difficult for me to open myself up to others, though they might not see it... Rarely will anyone ever catch a glimpse of the real me, the me that is inside somewhere, staring out beyond the facade that I build for myself. But once I find a true friend, I'll try to hold on to that friend forever. We may lose contact for a year, or even five years, but that doesn't matter. Because when we do meet again, after all the joyous pandemonia, it'll be like nothing's changed between us. |
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