In kindergarden, your idea of a good friend was the person who let you have the red crayon when all that was left was the ugly black one.
In 2nd grade, your idea of a good friend was the person who helped you stand up to the class bully.
In 3rd grade, your idea of a good friend was the person who shared their lunch with you when you forgot yours on the bus.
In 5th grade, your idea of a good friend was the person who saved a seat on the back of the bus for you.
In 7th grade, your idea of a good friend was the person who let you copy the social studies homework from the night before.
In 12th grade, your idea of a good friend was the person who helped you pick out a college, assured you that you would get into that college, helped you deal with your parents who were having a hard time adjusting to the idea of letting you go.
At graduation, your idea of a good friend was the person who was crying on the inside but managed the biggest smile one could give as they congratulate you.
The summer after 12th grade, your idea of a good friend was the person who assured you that you could make it through anything, helped you pack up for college and just silently hugged you as you looked through blurry eyes at 18 years of memories you were leaving behind, and finally on those last days of childhood, went out of their way to give you reassurance that you would make it in college as well as you had these past 18 years, and most importantly sent you off to college knowing you were loved.
Now, your idea of a good friend is still the person who gives you the better of the two choices, holds your hand when you are scared, helps you fight off those who try to take advantage of you, thinks of you at times when you are not there, reminds you of what you have forgotten, helps you put the past behind you but understands when you need to hold on to it a little longer, stays with you so that you have confidence, goes out of their way for you, smiles for you when they are sad, helps you become a better person and most importantly loves you!
No matter where we go or who we become, never forget who helped us get there…
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