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Nineteen years, hundreds of board games later

September 5, 2012

I’m not sure what my earliest memory of my friend Lizzie is. I know we went to each other’s birthday parties for years. I know we spent a lot of time playing Barbies, Pay Day, and Clue. I know we had an Aaron Carter listening party in her garage one afternoon. I know we played baseball in my backyard after seeing The Rookie. I remember one time, we went through a back exit at the movie theatre and ended up going through a maze of walls until finally embarking on the outside world.

I’ve known Lizzie for almost 19 years. Aside from my own family members, hers is the family I’ve known the longest, and it all started with Gymboree classes back in 1993 (Do I love the fact that that rhymes? Yes.). She’ll always be my oldest friend. We have seen one another grow up.

I don’t talk to many people from my childhood anymore, only a handful. I pride myself on my staying in touch abilities, but in reality, it’s difficult because people get busy and the miles get in the way. But I do still talk to Lizzie. Last night, we skyped for about an hour, just catching up on each other’s summers, chatting about future desires, and reminiscing about how Nuckols Farm has changed, which makes sense, for it’s been 14 years since I started kindergarten there (a mind-blowing fact in itself). For all the amazing people in my life, it’s nice to have Lizzie to be able to discuss the old days with.

As someone once told me, I have always been more focused on having quality relationships with people rather than on the quantity of my relationships. That is, I tend to really enjoy those deep conversations and delving into what makes someone who he or she is (Maybe that’s why I’m going into journalism. Just kidding). In the past few years, I’ve become a much more open individual; when I get a sense that someone cares, I’ll tell them pretty much anything about my life story, no matter how long I’ve known them. I think that gives us a connection and a friendship worth preserving.

I am very proud of my friendship with Lizzie because we have continued it through different schools, miles of separation, and years of only seeing each other once. Through all of that, we can still skype each other and have a nighttime deep conversation. In addition, I’m also proud of the friendships I’ve built in the past few years and months because even though they didn’t know me in elementary school or witness the middle school days, they still know me really well. That’s a testament to the type of people they are and to the things late-night deep conversations with friends and roommates can do. So, I think it’s only fitting that Lizzie and I skyped at night yesterday, rather than in the afternoon. Funny how that works.

In my Bat Mitzvah speech six years ago, I made a comment about my friends saying:

“My friends are a very big part of my life. They inspire me to try my hardest and set no limits, only goals. My friends always support me and affect me in positive ways. They care about me and will always be there for me. We are there for each other though thick and thin, good times and bad…”

Today, I’d probably say the same type of thing in a deeper way, with better vocabulary. But for a 13-year-old, it’s pretty good.

And by the way, Lizzie was there at that too.


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