They always do.
You change. I change.
I suppose we all change. That’s part of life. If we aren’t changing and growing, then we aren’t living.
I understand that we all change . . . but what I’ll never understand is why people drift apart. Why friends drift apart? Are we really friends if we can’t accept the other for how and why they’re changing?
Are we really “friends” if we decide it’s too inconvenient to be friends when the other is knocked down?
Just some thoughts I’m pondering today on this rainy Saturday. Is there really such a thing as friends anymore? I guess unconditional love only exists in marriage and family.
I’ve always been a loyal friend with a huge heart and accept people for who they are, even their flaws. I guess that’s the Leo in me. I suppose my loyalty is sometimes mistaken for weakness.
I suppose I may never understand why people change and friends drift apart . . .
Lots of people want to ride with you in the limo, but what you want is someone who will take the bus with you when the limo breaks down.~Oprah Winfrey~