I love waking up on Sundays and reading your essays—they’ve become a quiet ritual I truly cherish. This one felt especially close to home.
I have so many stories about friendships that have shifted over time. Just last month, a friend was in New York for a wedding and didn’t let me know she was in town. I was devastated (classic Pisces 😂), but I also realized our connection had changed. We still care about each other, and we’ll continue to celebrate each other’s wins from afar—but we’re no longer priorities in each other's lives. And that’s okay.
At the same time, I have friends who live far away but remain constants in my life. Despite the distance, we always find things to talk about, and the love and care between us is a constant.
Love love love to know this and regarding the episode that devastated you 🤣 I get it, especially being a cancer, let’s hold hands and crying together. I guess it’s sad to realize that some connections change.
Laura,
I love waking up on Sundays and reading your essays—they’ve become a quiet ritual I truly cherish. This one felt especially close to home.
I have so many stories about friendships that have shifted over time. Just last month, a friend was in New York for a wedding and didn’t let me know she was in town. I was devastated (classic Pisces 😂), but I also realized our connection had changed. We still care about each other, and we’ll continue to celebrate each other’s wins from afar—but we’re no longer priorities in each other's lives. And that’s okay.
At the same time, I have friends who live far away but remain constants in my life. Despite the distance, we always find things to talk about, and the love and care between us is a constant.
Love love love to know this and regarding the episode that devastated you 🤣 I get it, especially being a cancer, let’s hold hands and crying together. I guess it’s sad to realize that some connections change.
Que boa narrativa! Como sempre, me inspira a escrever as minhas🤩
Ahhh muito obrigada ☺️