Tag: friendship
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First and Last
They were my first friends, and I think they will be my last. Two women who have been in my life since before I can really remember not knowing them, who were there at the very beginning and are, I hope, going to be there at the very end. I’ve written elsewhere in these pages…
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First Choice
For most of my life I have believed I’m not anyone’s first choice. I don’t say that for sympathy. I say it because it’s the quiet fact I’ve carried under all my friendships, the lens I’ve viewed them through, and I’ve only recently started to wonder if the lens itself might be wrong. Let me…
