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**This is a work of nonfiction based on actual events that I have experienced firsthand; used with permission. What wouldn’t I do for my friends? My best friends. My dearest friends. My everlasting compadres.

**This is a work of nonfiction based on actual events as witnessed and told to me by an acquaintance who experienced them firsthand; used with permission. Friends can be a tremendous source of support. They are our “chosen family,” the people we rely on and feel closest to. But sometimes, friends can also be a source of stress and conflict.

**This is the work of nonfiction based on an actual event experienced by me firsthand; used with permission. A friend is someone you can always count on. They tell you things that will make you laugh, make your life better by simply being around, and always have your back in times of need. But what if this relationship changes? What if that best friend leaves and goes away without a word? The feeling of betrayal and abandonment is heartbreaking. Your life feels empty without them because they are where your heart was before they left.

**This is a work of nonfiction based on actual events that I have experienced firsthand; used with permission. Back in the day, when I was a blogger, I went to a lot of conferences and special events. I would often see the same faces again and again, and it was great to have the opportunity to network with them. I became relatively good friends with one woman in particular.

As time passes, many older adults attend too many funerals. Friendships that lasted and carried them for decades fall short when connections are lost. Many seniors wake up and go about their day, not knowing whether or not they will speak to another person for the entire day.

**This is a work of nonfiction based on actual events that I have experienced firsthand; used with permission. I resented my daughter’s father when our relationship ended. I was angry about the things that led to the demise of our marriage. I was also mad about how he chose to handle the divorce.

I have had a successful career in Sales for over twenty years, so I have been talking to complete strangers my entire adult life. I have walked into many businesses without an appointment and sparked up conversations in order to gather information or gain access to decision makers; this all feels very comfortable to me. I even don’t mind standing in front of a room to present or train.

Sometimes certain things get engraved deep into your mind. One such thing is the disturbing demise of my dearest friend, Deepak Mathu. I have already written about this earlier. Today, once again, I am scribbling down certain lines in his memory and wanted them to be shared by you all.

The cheapest form of entertainment is talk, the quickest way to educate and spread information is by talking, making it malicious and with ill-intent and it is a rumor, hearsay, and can be damaging. However, it is also a means to reminisce about times past and rekindle memories accompanied by photographs and videos. Talking brings people closer, with feelings and facial expressions evident in sincere and face-to-face contact. That is in contrast to a text or online message- DM, text message, email- which has no tone, and the interpretation is bereft of validity. One can assume and that assumption sometimes leads to wrong conclusions.

**This is a work of nonfiction based on actual events that I have experienced firsthand; used with permission. One of my most painful friendship breakups was with someone I met as an adult. We seemed to have a lot in common and got along great at first. But over time, it became apparent that we had very different values and lifestyles.

**This is a work of nonfiction based on actual events that I have experienced firsthand; used with permission. My oldest friend is a guy. We met in primary school and have maintained our friendship for nearly four decades. Over the years, we have both been in and out of relationships, but our friendship has endured.

Spend a Day With a Sister Friend and See How You Feel. Black women laughing #BlackJoyPhoto by Thought Catalog on Unsplash. Black girl magic is real and it has healing powers. Yesterday, I spent the day with my best friend — who I call my sister. I hadn’t seen her or much of anyone else for the last couple of months due to a dangerous bout of # LongCovid-induced insomnia. I talk to her on a regular basis — but the few times I ventured out it was for food, medicine, and doctor’s appointments or she wasn’t available.

*This is a work of nonfiction and opinion based on actual events I experienced firsthand; used with permission. Last summer my best friend left me waiting for over 40 minutes past our agreed upon meeting time in a parking lot in the blazing sun.

People who seem to be skilled at romance are admired and celebrated. When they are young, their prom pictures attract lots of likes. If they marry, they are showered with engagement gifts and wedding gifts, plus tons and tons of attention. People with friendship skills, though, are rarely acknowledged in such effusive ways.

This time felt different. I bounded off the plane, zipped through the city, and gazed at the sights. My senses couldn’t take it. I whipped out my phone and dragged my suitcase behind.

Have you ever told a friend about a deeply upsetting experience and then had the friend tell you all the reasons why that experience won’t be upsetting at some point in the future? Have you ever been that friend who offers that advice?

*This is a work of nonfiction and opinion based on actual events I experienced firsthand; used with permission. I haven’t seen my best friend Lynne in two years. The last I saw her was in February of 2020 when I spent the weekend visiting her and her family at her new house in Massachusetts, a month before Covid tore the world — and us — apart.

*This is a work of nonfiction and opinion based on actual events I experienced firsthand; used with permission. So, I’m a pretty big girl. I’ve recently started tracking my food and weight in an effort to start losing it, and last I checked I weighed in at 263.4 pounds.

[Castle Rock, CO] There’s no doubt the last two years were hard on everyone, especially young tweens and teens. With fewer ways to connect in person and nearly a year of remote school, many kids missed the opportunity to make new friends, especially those who moved to the district or changed schools during the pandemic.