We met over 40 years ago when I was still in my teens.
You are my oldest friend and the friend I love most.
You invited me into your family.
You ushered me into adulthood.
You cared for me when I was at my worst; when doctors dismissed
me as malingering; you knew my pain was real.
Over the years we grew and changed but we never lost each other
and I never lost my love for our friendship.
When I tested that friendship with my addiction you went silent
but you didn’t go away.
You forgave me when I was ready to admit that I was ashamed, and
wrong and sorry.
I didn’t lose you but over the years we changed and spoke less often and
slowly drifted apart until we met again on Facebook.
And now I am baffled.
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