Having seen friends, acquaintances, and those in the making come and go on the turn of style over the years, I realize that knowing someone for eighteen years is significant. It is the stretch of time that separates the Beatles arrival to the United States and the launch of MTV. It's what divides John Lennon's assassination from the likes of Spice World. We're talking about birth to high school graduation.
And we're talking about the years since I met a close friend and this past weekend when I attended her first year anniversary party with her wife, witnessing all of the love, passion, and strength of a wonderful soul. You never can tell with these things. The people most important to our lives don't always stick out. They hold the torch of brief impact during a few conversations or when we develop teenage feelings for them or when they weave in and out of every year to follow. Fate sometimes holds the reins. Often we just need to keep waking up everyday, going about the current day business at hand without the full realization of the glue that holds together our life. It's connections like this.
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