In the early hours of this morning I woke up sobbing from my dream. I was deep in dreamland reminiscing from my university days. A lot of these years were spent with a girl whom I thought of as a very close friend: we lived together, we spent many nights out together, we holidayed together, we did the food shopping together, we watched hollyoaks EVERY night together, basically we pretty much lived in each others pockets for 4 solid years. The day we left our student house to return home we stood on the doorway in each others arms sobbing our hearts out.
From then we kept in close contact via email or phone and tried to see each other as often as we could - at least once every 6 weeks.
It was no question that she was to be a bridesmaid at our wedding - until, about 13 months ago she dropped a bomb shell on me. Our friendship was "hardwork", she no longer "needed to be friends with me", "we were friends at university as she didn't click with anyone else" etc etc...
Needless to say, she wasn't present at our wedding.
The past 13 months have flown by in a whirlwind of events. This doesn't mean I found it really hard to begin with. I struggled to see how I would get through my wedding day without my 'best friend' beside me; I didnt want to continue looking at bridesmaid dresses or planning the hen do without her there. Thank goodness I learnt who my real friends were and was very lucky to be supported by them all.
V Festival 2008
Holiday in Greece 2009
Life moves on - in the period that we haven't spoken, I have bought a house & got married. Two of the biggest moments of my life so far. It's just sad that someone who I thought would be there through 'thick and thin' isn't/wasn't.
I'll never understand how a 7 year friendship can just be thrown away like that.
I guess our dreams all have meanings of some descriptions, whatever their rhyme or reasons.