By: ScarletDeva
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Dear Diary,
It’s been three months since Trini left and I have been thinking about her a lot. About the many ways in which we’re different. About the many ways in which we are so much the same that it scares me. Mostly about the different stuff though. She has so much faith in the world, so much belief in honor and justice. I admire her, except when her rosy-eyed optimism makes me want to strangle her.
Aisha and I are different too. She takes the world on with so much more bravery than I can ever aspire to. Then again, she tends to think that the ends often justify the means. I can’t do that, not struggling with my own moral dilemmas.
And hey, sometimes the differences make my friends more alike than it seems. Tri and Sha have such opposite views that it seems that they could never agree. Yet, when it comes down to it, they can respect each other for holding such firm views. And that respect may be something I will never get because I put myself right in the middle, straddling the fence, taking each situation on a case-by-case basis.
I suspect now that I will never have anyone who I will see 100% eye to eye with. And maybe that’s ok. Maybe that’s what makes it worth it. That knowledge that you can argue over any little or big thing and still hold hands as you walk on the hot coals of life, together.
So in the end, I’m forced to wonder whether any of that stuff matters. The bottom line is always the same… human life is precious and our friendships can never be broken.
Forever love,
Kimberly Ann Hart.