FRIENDSHIP IS A TWO-WAY STREET

I MET MY BEST FRIEND, Kiki, when I was just three years old. Our moms had been friends at college and happened to reconnect at a small church in the Dallas metroplex. From that point on we were in each other's lives in Sunday School and many times for the entire weekend. We spent holidays, birthdays, and vacations together—and to this day she is the only person to whom I've given the title "best friend."

We never imagined that could change. How could we ever not be integral parts of each other's daily lives? Then she decided to go to a boarding school, which was quite a distance from Texas. I was a high school, senior and couldn't bear the thought that we'd be spending my last year before college apart. Still, I reasoned that we could often talk on the phone and see each other on school breaks. But I had to learn that friendship is always a two-way street.

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