Personal Narrative- Friendship and Change
Oh, I think I see her. Is it? Yes that’s her." Finally, after three long months my best friend, of 18 years, has finally returned to me. That’s actually the way I felt. Her and I have a strange relationship. I’ve always considered her mine and she pretty much owned me too. It had worked really well for the both us, until now.
Running past me without even a second glimpse she jumped full force into the arms of her older brother. The three of us had always been like peas in a pod so I wasn’t at all surprised she leapt into his arms first. "Dang, what er you trying to do knock me over er somethin’?" "I told you I was gonna to do this over the phone. Can’t you remember anything."? And as usual the whole brother sister-nagging thing started right back up again. Just proves that distance doesn’t make the heart grow fonder between siblings.
Cara turned to me in a slightly awkward glance. "I thought you had to work?!" Her expression lightened as she bear hugged me. You know when a hug lasts slightly longer than normal, that’s how all of our hugs used to be.
I felt the warmth between us again and realized how much I truly did miss her. So many new things happened since that cold January afternoon when Cara boarded the plane for Oregon. I wanted to spill everything and hear all about her experiences too. I knew there were some doosies on my end that I had been holding all to myself until the moment I could release them all onto her. Some things are meant only for the ears of your very best friend, but yet I sensed that everything was different between us somehow.
"Oh, my gosh I can’t wait to show you a picture of that one guy! You ‘member. Quinn?" "Cara, how could I forget that’s all you’ve talked about for the past three months? Every phone call." I don’t know how she ever left him back in Oregon. Actually, now that I think about it he’s probably hiding in that really heavy suitcase I threw in the trunk.
"Me. What about you?" She exclaimed. "Are you ever going to give me details about the "cruise guy" I know there’s more to that story!" Of course she was right, but I always play dumb when the conversation turns to me. " I have no clue what you’re talking about?!" Cara may have been somewhat self-centered but she loved to hear the juicy stuff. I think that’s where we went wrong.
That night, while I confessed my deepest, darkest secrets, I discovered that the two of us really had changed, not only changed but grew a distance between us. Unfortunately, Cara was still stuck in the days of junior high where...