I hate goodbyes. There's something horribly final about them, and things are often never the same again after they're said. Graduating this year, I had to say a lot of goodbyes. Some of them I was honestly glad to say! Others, not so much. Either way, I thought I was done with goodbyes for at least a few years. This weekend however, I had to say goodbye to a dear friend that I've gotten to know and love over the past couple years.
When my brother first started dating Jasmine, I must admit, my big sister instincts kicked in. Ben had always been my best pal growing up, and I didn't want him to have any other girls in his life but me. It was a little silly, I know, but that described my feelings in a nutshell.
I've seen Jasmine grow and change in so many good ways over the last couple years though. I couldn't be more proud of her. Gradually, I found myself learning to like her and accept her into my family. She has an infectious smile and laugh that never fails to put a grin on my face. She even joins me in picking on Ben every once in a while. (That's when you know you've found a winner!!)
I know God has a plan for her as she makes her move out to Colorado, but I can't help but worry about how much I'll miss her. More than anything though, I'm thankful for the lessons she's taught me in giving people a chance, even when you don't want to like them. You never know what could happen when you try to make a new friend :)
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