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As I slowly took down each photographs from my “wall of memories”, I glanced upon each boxed pictures with a bittersweet feeling. Each photo had faces of smiling people that I have come to know as “friends”. Some closer than others yet the familiarity of their faces comforted me. I know these people and they have made a significant impact in my life in some way. Each photo exuded joy and happiness as we posed, smiled and laughed in front of the camera.
However, as I gathered each photographs in my hands I had an unpleasant realization; a realization that I have a hard time accepting. Some friendships have an expiration date. Not that it happens on purpose but some friendships just seem to become a distant memory. What happened to these people in the photos? Where are they in my life? Who are they to me now? A waterfall of unanswered questions rushed in my mind. Maybe it’s me. Maybe I did something wrong. Maybe I didn’t reach out enough or kept in contact. I went from blaming myself to trying to understand what it all meant. Was our connection genuine? Can I really call them friends? The more I thought about it, the more it disturbed me. How can one define what true friendship is? It seems that it’s so easy to just forget someone and remove them from your life whether they do you wrong or not. I was so close to them once upon a time. I’ve gone through life with many of them and they have made me who I am today. I may never know the answer or maybe I’ll just choose not to think about it. All I know is this:

To those who have remained in my life, I treasure you. I am grateful to you because you constantly remind me of my existence. Thank you for keeping in touch throughout these years. I know we may have moved on and grown into different niches of our lives but I’m glad that some of you continue to remind me that you are there whether it’s a “like” on facebook, a text message, a phone call, a comment, a hang out, you continue to remind me that I am not forgotten and the same can be said for you.