You know, I can proudly claim that I have many, many wonderful and supportive friends. What a lucky woman I am to be loved and accepted by so many. Yet, the loss of just one saddens me, because someone is no longer here. A person that has been a staple in my life for years is missing, not a shoe, not my favorite perfume, not an unmatched sock in the dryer, not my car keys—but a living entity. As I write this apology, a childhood rhyme comes to my mind. Forget you, forgot you. Never thought about you. That rhyme couldn’t be farther from the truth. I do think about you—all the time. I remember you. I see you in photographs and sigh deeply. I wonder how you are. Do you have exciting happenings going on in your life that I don't know about? I want to tell you about mine. I need your help. I want to offer my assistance to you. I want us to celebrate together. I want to hear you roar with laughter at my sarcastic sense of humor. I need your advice, encouragement, and prayers. I want to cry on your shoulder because my tears feel so lonely seeping into my pillow alone. I want you in my life again. Whatever I was so angry about seems insignificant when held in comparison to the things that I now miss about you.
I want you to know from the bottom of my heart that I am sorry and please accept my public apology.
Am I standing alone here or can you (you reading this right now) relate to me? You see, I was going to write the name of the person that this post was written for. By the time I finished writing it, I realized that I am not the only one that needs to offer an apology. So, I invite you to share this post and be reconciled. Get your friend back or your brother, your sister ...