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i’ve been doing a lot of reflecting this week, and one theme that keeps re-popping into my head is the amount of time that people are “supposed to” be in your life.  for example, when you’re in elementary school, your friends can change as often as the cafeteria menu based on who is playing what at recess, or who saw so-and-so eat a booger during Friday’s spelling test.  in high school, you form cliques based on similar likes and dislikes, while always keeping in mind that each individual in said clique serves a certain purpose.  it’s a rather medieval process, come to think of it.  then you move on to the glories (ha) of adulthood where one of the only perks is that you are able to surround yourself with only people that you choose for whatever reason you want.  and you look back at the many, many people that used to be a part of your life as you were growing up and most of them are no longer present.

most of them.

i’ve known this girl for 24 plus years, and there’s not a day that goes by where i don’t see at least one thing that reminds me of her, or reminisce about one thing that we’ve done together in the past.  today, i woke up thinking about the time we were probably six or seven, because she was living on Imperial, and i’m not even sure that Jake was born yet, and i was spending the night at her house.  this usually involved making her younger sister do slave-like chores for us, or playing games like “school” or “house”.  but that night, for whatever reason, my ridiculously young self decided it was a night to get deep, so i quoted lyrics from Bette Midler’s “Wind Beneath My Wings” to make sure Katy knew that she was my very best friend.

so today, i repeat:  did you ever know that you’re my hero?  you’re everything i wish i could be.  ‘cause i could fly higher than an eagle, if you are the wind beneath my wings.