Lea Grover is a writer and toddler-wrangler living on Chicago’s South Side. When she isn’t cultivating an impressive dust bunny collection she waxes philosophic about raising interfaith children, marriage after a terminal cancer diagnosis, and vegetarian cooking. Her blog, Becoming SuperMommy, won second runner up in Blogger Idol.
Sometimes it’s hard to be friends with somebody you’ve known your whole life. You always see them to a certain extent as a child- the child you knew when you were small. And then, when one day you’re grown and something causes a rift to grow between you… you’re not just losing a friend. You’re losing dozens of friends. The person you knew at Girl Scout Camp, and the person you made prank phone calls with in middle school, the person you practiced makeup with, the person you perfected Care Bear Stares with in a muddy back yard.
You don’t just lose the friend you had last, you lose all of them.
I know what it’s like to lose those friends, and to have no control. To have no choice about when and how the things that held you together fall apart. And I know what it’s like to wish to God you could say something, anything, to change it.
And I know what it’s like to say the wrong thing when you only have once chance.