2nd Letter

Dear Friend,
I realized after reading my last letter that I haven't shared with you much about my past or my family and friends. They have both had a large impact on my life, and have helped shaped who I am as a person today, so I feel it is very important to share a few stories about them with you.

As you know, my family isn't exactly what you would call "conventional." My parents got divorced when I was 3 years old, and have both since married my step-dad and step-mom. This also added my two younger sisters and my older step-brother to my expanding family. I was never really affected by my parents divorce because it happened when I was so young, and so I just always thought that this was just the way things were. However, unlike other divorced couples, my parents remained friends, for my sake. As I grew up, I soon realized that this was not a conventional thing. As other children of divorced parents had to deal with arguing over time spent with each parent, and the bitterness, I was going to dinner with both my parents, as well as my grandparents on each side, and having a civilized meal. Although many other kids who's parents were divorced thought that my family was weird for the way that we did things, I learned to really appreciate what my parents had done for me. They put aside their pride, and did the right thing for their daughter, and it ended up working out for everyone involved. I learned that sometimes it's not about your pride or your anger, it's about doing the right thing, and becoming a better person for it.

My friends have also had a huge impact on my life, especially recently. After graduating high school, I still believed that the friends I made would still keep in contact, even though we were all going to different colleges. I soon learned that that was not the case. However, there was one person who was always there for me, my best friend Lindsay. Lindsay and I met through school, and soon bonded over our love for Dane Cook, and our hatred for our cheerleading coach. We became fast friends, but soon experienced some drama, that ended up putting our friendship on hold. For months after, I didn't speak to Lindsay. I had other friends, but none that understood me as much as she did, and to be honest, I really missed her. However, my stubborness got the best of me, and I continued to not speak to her. After months of doing the usual high school bullshit, Lindsay approached me and said that we should talk. We met for coffee, and ended up spending over 4 hours talking. Immediately afterwards, we were back to being friends, and our friendship soon evolved and became a best friendship. Now that we are both going to different colleges, it is hard to keep up with our busy schedules. However, Lindsay and I make time for each other, and we are there when the other one needs support. Lindsay taught me about forgiveness in high school, and also showed me what it means to be a true friend, which is something that I had not experienced in a very long time. I appreciate the friendship that I have with Lindsay every day of my life, and I am so grateful to have her as a best friend.

Infinite: The feeling of being infinite is hard to describe. It's when you're having the best night of your life. The air is crisp and clean, and there's not a cloud in the sky. It's the perfect temperature outside, and you're surrounded by people that you love and care about. Or it could be the nights where you hop in the car with the one you love and just drive. All the windows down, music blaring, and not another car on the road. Speeding under the colored lights of the city, singing at the top of your lungs, and not caring that you're really freezing your ass off because it's way too cold to have all the windows down. It's being yourself for the first time, and not caring what other people think..and letting all your inhibitions fly out those open car windows and into the starry night.

Sincerely,
Me