gratitude: the season of friendship

Understanding the nuance of friendship is a part of living in a military family.  I learned this lesson early on – if I wanted to have friends then I’d have to make the effort.  I had to step out of my comfort zone, talk to new people, and find kids I wanted to hang out with until the next move.

This wasn’t that hard as a young girl.  Not surprisingly, it became more difficult over the years.  Something about self-consciousness, fear of rejection, awkward freshman stages and such.

Leaving my friends became much harder as I got older, too.  When I was little…well, when I was little that was just the way it was.  It never crossed my mind that other kindergarteners wouldn’t have to pack up and move in the summer.  It didn’t occur to me that there were kindergarteners who’d actually head to middle school together.

But leaving behind my friends in middle and high school?  That was one of the most challenging parts of being military.  There was no choice, it was what it was, but those are intense years and moving in the midst of them was extremely hard.

Now I look at my friendships and am blessed to see that each has served a purpose, whether it be in that moment or over the years.  Some friendships have lasted for a season while others continue to grow and change, and I’ve been lucky to experience them all.

My post as part of Colline’s Gratitude Project.

5 thoughts on “gratitude: the season of friendship

  1. My father left the Navy before I was born, but I moved A LOT. I always envied those kids who’d had friendships starting at such an early age. I am highly adaptable, though, so there’s that.

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    • There’s always that upside, I suppose. It’s hard to wrap my brain around kids who’ve known each other all their lives — I really just can’t fathom knowing someone since kindergarten.

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