Its hard to see a friend go. It’s hard to leave friends behind.

“How lucky I am to have something that makes saying good bye so hard.” – Winnie the Pooh

One of my best friends is moving to a different country. And it sucks. We’ve only known each other for the last 3 years, but it feels like we’ve known each other for a lifetime.

We share so many inside jokes (which make absolutely no sense to anyone but us) that it is nearly impossible to have a conversation without one coming up. Sometimes its like we speak and entirely different language. We understand each other in ways only our close-knit group of friends can.

It’s hard to forget someone whom you’ve imagined spending forever with.

And I don’t intend to forget. Neither does she. But ever since my quartet of friends was formed, we began planning on living near each other forever. We imagined graduating together. I really wish high school was a journey we could have completed together. We imagined staying in touch when we went off to university (since we realized it was unlikely we would go to the same place). We took it for granted that all four of us would always be here.

We will be there for each other, but it won’t be the same with so much distance between us:-(. But we’ve come a long way. We’ve made too many memories to forget each other, and we are determined to remain friends, despite this curve ball that life has thrown at us.

The last 3 years have been so much fun. Our high school journey may have been cut short, but by no means is the journey of our friendship over. We will continue growing, laughing and learning from each other as well as about each other. Our friendship is not so brittle as to break when it faces a little pressure. It is strong and flexible.

This is just a bump on the road, and our journey, our friendship, will prevail.