Saturday, May 25, 2013

To My Friend

Dear Good Friend,
You are someone who has always been there for me. My mind often wanders back to that time in highschool on one of the retreats to Duluth, and you washed my feet. That small gesture now has the power to bring tears to my eyes as I write this. How blind a fool I am! I have wasted so much of my time looking into myself, trying to find out who I am and what my place is that I forgot about my good friend! You have counseled me through times when I was about to give up on life. You always did what you could for me even if it wasn't totally convenient for you. You developed into a very kind hearted individual while I've known you, and I will never forget what you have done for me, and for others. You are now the type of person I want to be, even if by chance you think to yourself you aren't all that great. I miss talking to you good sir. And that is all.
                                           Your friend,
                                                Iain

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