Reunions remind me of good old music, late night drinking, true love confessions and simply being silly with people you call friends. Each year you get an additional comrade, or maybe two, or if you’re really having a good year, more than ten true-blooded homies. But nothing beats the originals whom you’ve been with through the best and worst stages of your not-so-boring life.

At 23, I’ll be perfectly honest to say I can only count few real good men whom I trust so much. I have my dad and my three brothers who I am very much in love with. But setting them aside, I only have few guys who I am truly friends with (sad to say, hahaha!). Two of them, just came home after three years of separation!

1504566_10202923342817497_1340081923405459920_n 10172621_10202859423779561_9046624165013286642_n-3 10450170_10203546860445048_4660744700203781565_n-3


Sometimes it’s just good to be reminded of where you’ve been, what you’ve become, who you’ve been with and what changed. It gets tough each day, the distance, the differences you guys have made, the adventure you guys separately face each day and the entire wall you build to yourself. But nevertheless, these people will always be part of home. No matter how tough it gets, you are closer to reaching your goal with these people you call friends, near or far from you. 


Leave a Reply

Fill in your details below or click an icon to log in:

WordPress.com Logo

You are commenting using your WordPress.com account. Log Out /  Change )

Google+ photo

You are commenting using your Google+ account. Log Out /  Change )

Twitter picture

You are commenting using your Twitter account. Log Out /  Change )

Facebook photo

You are commenting using your Facebook account. Log Out /  Change )


Connecting to %s