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So my best friend lives all the way up on the north end of the world in Norway and before I even know it I'll be living in Korea. And even though I miss him terribly, in a strange way I still feel so close to him. I'm not even sure how to explain it because it doesn't make any sense at all but there's peace in my heart and I guess that's what ultimately matters the most. He's been there for me through the ups and downs of the past six years of my life. Now, as I look back on all of it, I can't even remember where all of that time has gone. He held me for hours as I cried over other boys, brought me smoothies whenever I was sick, and he could read my mind like no one else has ever been able to. He got me a pillow pet (whom I named Dewey and who cuddles me to sleep every single night) for my eighteenth birthday. When I unwrapped the gift I literally started crying. I hadn't told anyone about my pillowpet obsession but somehow he just knew.

I miss him terribly. But I suppose that missing someone is merely a side effect of loving them. And if you put it that way, then I guess missing someone becomes a very beautiful thing. I miss my best friend. But I am so grateful for the opportunity I have to share him with the people of Norway. They will be so blessed by his incredible ability to love and his constant desire to serve.

He's already a fourth of the way through. And he sends me terrible selfies on a weekly basis-- even when he's halfway across the world he still managed to keep me laughing. What a champ.

Isn't he absolutely perfect?

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