Advice to my Younger Self: You’ve Got a Friend in Me
Dear Little Rachel,
I have some good news, 20 years on and Sharni is still your bestie! How awesome is that? I don’t want to give you any spoilers but we’ve just done something pretty damn amazing to celebrate our 20th friendship anniversary.
I have come to observe, in my whole 24 years, that friends fall into two main categories – although I am willing to accept the occasional anomaly. The first is those people that you are friends with through circumstance; because you’re in the same class at school; because you’re allocated to the same halls of residence at uni; because you attend the same knitting class on a Thursday (just kidding, you don’t really belong to a knitting club). These are the people that life dictates that you spend time with. The second category are those people who may start off in much the same way but then, regardless of how you meet, become part of the furniture and you just can’t bear to leave them behind when you move on.
That is not to say that you don’t genuinely like and get on with the first category. You can have the time of your life with them and share a wealth of fond memories. However, when you leave school, graduate from university or decide you’re more into cross stitch than knitting (yes, I’m sticking with this example, embrace it) – you just lose touch, you forget to pack them safely into the moving van so to speak.
Don’t be sad, that’s ok. You’re going to meet so many people, some will be with you for a while and others will be lifers, that’s just how it works. Thankfully we have Facebook so we can still say Happy Birthday to them all once a year. Oh my bad, Facebook is, well … you’ll just have to wait and see.
I’ve collected us an amazing bunch of lifers don’t you worry. Their names? Oh no, you need to find them for yourself. You just do your thing and they’ll introduce themselves when they are good and ready. Just remember, be nice to everyone; be the kind of friend that you would want to keep and you’ll be pleasantly surprised who packs you in their moving van.