Distance Means So Little When Someone Means So Much
“Distance means so little when someone means so much”.
Yeah, I heard this phrase many times in my life but I never really had the chance to take time and contemplate. I don’t find time to reflect anymore OR should I say I’ve been so busy with so many things going on in my life these past few weeks.
After engaging myself with a conversation through YM with my best friend for almost 9 years now, I’ve truly found the sole meaning of this phrase. It’s been almost 7 years I’ve been away from her and with the longing and hoping to be with her, our friendship rooted in our hearts and survived. Though we are billions of footsteps afar, a couple of thousand miles away, twelve-sometimes-thirteen hours behind, we managed to console each other through friendster/facebook emails, comments, chats, and phone calls that only proved that distance doesn’t really matter. What matters most is that we’re both happy, contented and our friendship remains intact and stronger each passing day.
Memories keep on playing inside my head right after we ended our chat. It all started with a good sunny day in the school ground. We were having recess and I was sitting with other classmates when suddenly this soul came to me crying as if she was carrying the whole world. I couldn’t help but held her and let her cry on my shoulder. Good thing I was hygienic and always brought a hankie with me. My shoulder was wet and so as my hankie but nothing can beat the feeling that with that simple gesture, a great friendship would start to grow.
Adolescence really was full of drama for me especially during my high school years. But I thanked those dramas because they were also the essential ingredients why we’ve become closer and more important to each other. People tried to create stories just to break us apart. But I thanked them more now that I think about it, because of those stories and dramas they’ve set in the table, we’ve only proven how much we know and how much we trust each other.
Yeah, I heard this phrase many times in my life but I never really had the chance to take time and contemplate. I don’t find time to reflect anymore OR should I say I’ve been so busy with so many things going on in my life these past few weeks.
After engaging myself with a conversation through YM with my best friend for almost 9 years now, I’ve truly found the sole meaning of this phrase. It’s been almost 7 years I’ve been away from her and with the longing and hoping to be with her, our friendship rooted in our hearts and survived. Though we are billions of footsteps afar, a couple of thousand miles away, twelve-sometimes-thirteen hours behind, we managed to console each other through friendster/facebook emails, comments, chats, and phone calls that only proved that distance doesn’t really matter. What matters most is that we’re both happy, contented and our friendship remains intact and stronger each passing day.
Memories keep on playing inside my head right after we ended our chat. It all started with a good sunny day in the school ground. We were having recess and I was sitting with other classmates when suddenly this soul came to me crying as if she was carrying the whole world. I couldn’t help but held her and let her cry on my shoulder. Good thing I was hygienic and always brought a hankie with me. My shoulder was wet and so as my hankie but nothing can beat the feeling that with that simple gesture, a great friendship would start to grow.
Adolescence really was full of drama for me especially during my high school years. But I thanked those dramas because they were also the essential ingredients why we’ve become closer and more important to each other. People tried to create stories just to break us apart. But I thanked them more now that I think about it, because of those stories and dramas they’ve set in the table, we’ve only proven how much we know and how much we trust each other.
It’s always a saying that gold is being burned and being tested to prove its worth. I can say that our friendship is like that gold that beyond fire, it is being tested and already proven its worth as time passed by. Our friendship survived each challenge that came along the way and it couldn’t just be compared to gold anymore. It’s now like a crystal so pure, so clear, that every one’s going to love, treasure and truly take good care of it.
She taught me how to be appreciative about myself and about the people that surround me. I’ve learned how to be kind, to be understanding, to be forgiving and to be friendly. She made me understand that all people deserve not just a second chance but all the chances in the world. She trained me how to be tough, to be courageous, to be confident, to be silly and to be talkative if necessary. If not for her, I wouldn’t be the kind of person I am right now.
I miss the times we’ve spent together in school; holding hands while walking, the laughter, the tears, exchanging letters almost every day, the 3-4 hour conversation on the phone every single day once we got home from school, the bond, and the serious conversations that we had. I miss all those things and above all, I miss her so very much!
I couldn’t wait for us to see each other again! Well as what I’ve learned from my experience, being visible is not always the requirement of friendship. It’s the care, concern, and love that matter the most. It also takes some thoughtfulness and effort to capture the heart of a person. That’s why I keep holding on to the memories that we’ve shared together from the very first time we’ve seen each other up to this very point.
It’s been a wonder to some people around us why despite the great distance; we’re still the best of friends they know back in high school. They want to know why our friendship is much stronger now. I don’t really know the exact words to use to explain and answer them. All I know is that ever since the beginning, we include God between us. Never a day passed by without us, asking God for guidance and help. We both believe that it is truly God who made the miracle in our lives and why up to this point we’re still the best of friends who share the great laughs, silliness, sorrows, love, and the like.
She taught me how to be appreciative about myself and about the people that surround me. I’ve learned how to be kind, to be understanding, to be forgiving and to be friendly. She made me understand that all people deserve not just a second chance but all the chances in the world. She trained me how to be tough, to be courageous, to be confident, to be silly and to be talkative if necessary. If not for her, I wouldn’t be the kind of person I am right now.
I miss the times we’ve spent together in school; holding hands while walking, the laughter, the tears, exchanging letters almost every day, the 3-4 hour conversation on the phone every single day once we got home from school, the bond, and the serious conversations that we had. I miss all those things and above all, I miss her so very much!
I couldn’t wait for us to see each other again! Well as what I’ve learned from my experience, being visible is not always the requirement of friendship. It’s the care, concern, and love that matter the most. It also takes some thoughtfulness and effort to capture the heart of a person. That’s why I keep holding on to the memories that we’ve shared together from the very first time we’ve seen each other up to this very point.
It’s been a wonder to some people around us why despite the great distance; we’re still the best of friends they know back in high school. They want to know why our friendship is much stronger now. I don’t really know the exact words to use to explain and answer them. All I know is that ever since the beginning, we include God between us. Never a day passed by without us, asking God for guidance and help. We both believe that it is truly God who made the miracle in our lives and why up to this point we’re still the best of friends who share the great laughs, silliness, sorrows, love, and the like.
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