Five Minute Friday: share. Go.
I have to share her. This new wonderful friend of mine. I just realized I have to share. I was never really trying to keep her all to myself, of course. She isn't mine. She had other friends before me, has other friends besides me, and will meet new people again. But to suddenly think there's someone now, someone she's sharing things with the same way she shares with me... For a second it felt like cheating. But it isn't, of course. I have other friends. Have had other friends, will have other friends. Special friends, even. Why did it hit me this way this time? Maybe it felt like this time was, indeed, a special friendship. Why must I question and second guess rather than just letting it be?