Friendship Across the Miles

Summary

The author expresses excitement about reuniting with their best friend of 20 years after a long separation due to marriage, relocation, family tragedy, and the COVID-19 pandemic.

Abstract

The article "Friendship Across the Miles" reflects on the author's long-standing friendship with their best friend, which has been strained by distance and circumstances. The author recounts the close bond they shared, living in proximity and celebrating holidays together, but details how life events such as marriage and the death of a parent led to a pause in their regular meetups. The global COVID-19 pandemic further extended this period of separation. Now, with a planned visit in August, the author eagerly anticipates the reunion with their friend and family, emphasizing the inadequacy of phone calls to maintain such a deep connection.

Opinions

The author values the depth of their friendship, considering their best friend almost as family.
The author cherishes the traditions they had established, such as visiting each other during holidays.
The absence of in-person contact during significant life events has been felt deeply, with phone calls being a poor substitute for physical presence.
The author is optimistic and looking forward to rekindling the friendship during the upcoming visit.
The article is written in response to a prompt about honoring and celebrating friendships, indicating the author's belief in the importance of such relationships.
The author appreciates other writers' works on Medium, as evidenced by the tagging and mention of favorite stories from the previous week.

C’mon, August, get here already

I haven’t seen my best friend in over two years. We did everything together for 20 years. My parents considered her a second daughter. Then, I got married and moved across the country.

We’d catch up at the holidays. I’d go to stay with her for a week in December when I was home for Christmas, and she’d come down to my parents’ for the weekend at Mother’s Day.

We didn’t do that in 2019. My mother died that spring, and I spent my full Christmas vacation with my dad. Then, Covid. I’m finally going home again for a week in August. She’s coming down for the weekend, to see me and the rest of the family.

I can hardly wait to see her again! Phone calls just aren’t the same.

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