As I sit here going through old ticket stubs from our Ashland, Or theatre field trip....I think about the memories. The times we spent, the laughs we laughed, the jokes, me locking me and my two best friends at the time out....you know typical events....
I think about what it means to have those kind of friends.
No matter what happened to me and those two friends, who to protect them I won't use their names, I will never regret the memories. I will never regret the times we shared and the many, many laughs we had. Never. What happened between us is unfortunate to say the least, but it happened for a reason and what's done is done. I wish them all the best and hope and pray nothing less than that for them.
They shaped me to be who I am today. They helped make me be creative, kind, understanding, accepting, caring, and above all else showed me what it was like to have best friends who are always there for each other and you can lean on them. To have friends like The Three Musketeers. That will forever remain our little special title. I would never want to take back any of our memories. With any of my friends. The costumes we would try on at the Renaissance Rose store in Ashland, Or during the Shakespeare Festival. And of course the costumes we tried on in our own little costume show at the Black Box Theatre of our school. Being the costume mistresses had it's bonus features.
I can't regret the memories, I won't regret them. Again what happened was unfortunate yes, but before that I wouldn't trade any of it for the world. I guess you could say we both were to blame, both sides. I wasn't physically there as much as they probably wanted me to and I probably shouldn't have made excuses like I sometimes did. I did it out of respect and care for someone else and didn't want to leave them alone or not help out...again with the excuses. But no more excuses. And we all changed, even for the slightest change. They say people do change over time right? I know when I was younger I was a little bossier and possibly got offended a bit more than others. I would like to think not as much anymore, but I haven't paid anyone to say otherwise.
I guess my point of this novel that is my suggestion is...don't change. And certainly never regret memories you hold dear to you. Keep them close. You never know when something might change everything or at least your perception of that person, or even life for that matter.
I'm probably not making any sense right now, which isn't unusual for me, I tend to sometimes beat around the bush.
Life's too short to regret anything, and I mean anything. Even though we're not friends anymore and even though I may not talk to some of my other really good friends, which if they were my good friends you would think I'd more of an effort wouldn't you...everything happens for a reason and you'll learn in time it was for the best. There's a path in life, for each of us. You can take this road or that, point is to never regret that path because there's always something along the way. You may not see it now, I may not see it now....but it's there, or at least it's coming.
Again, I'm just rambling on and you probably haven't read this far, so some may say "Why bother writing this?" Well for me it's too get it out, next to writing songs this is just another way for someone to relate to me, someone to feel the same way or to even commiserate in some way the loss of friends or even a loved one.
If you stuck this out and have read this far, thank you. I didn't expect you to, but thank you.
Just always remember those memories and cherish them. You never when they'll be the last you have with that person.
Thank you again for reading this, I like to call, novel that is my suggestion.
Until next blog....
Chelsea
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