Friends

What do I say about myself? I don't know, I've never done this before.
The first blog I ever started to really follow was a blog from a friend that I hadn't seen since her wedding day.
I always felt bad about not seeing her again. When I got married, I told my best friends at the time that I didn't want us to go separate ways just because I was married. It happened anyway.
One friend went down to BYU, not that its a bad school or anything (go UTES!) but the distance thing didn't help very much.
Another friend went very gung ho teacher, and I failed at being a teacher.
The last friend, the one I thought for sure would always be my closest friend, she held on for the longest. However, she went on a mission shortly before my one year anniversary. We stayed in contact through our letters, but we actually exchanged very few letters. It takes a long time for mail to arrive in Brazil, and a long time for it to come back. Last December, when it was getting close to the time that she would be coming home, I was so excited. Some people were frustrated with me on how happy I was all the time for my best girl friend to be coming home. Imagine my pain when she was taken away so soon by the boy (man) she had dated before his mission, and a short three months after she came home, she was married, and makingg plans to move far away.
I'm happy for all of my friends, but it seems that every time I lose one, it takes a really long time for me to create a friendship with someone else. Then, as always, soon after we've become friends, they move away, or start having babies, or become teachers when I'm the failure.
While all of this is sad, every time I have a friendship dramatically altered, I always feel very blessed that my husband will always be my friend.