One day a friend of mine will die.

Later, another will die.

Death is something that we as a species are cursed with knowing. Each death will be sad, but I hope to limit the amount of deaths that bring regret.

Not just the regret of wishing we said more or spent more time, but a regret of knowing I had missed an opportunity to really do something with that person.

I love my friends.

I do not have any siblings and did not grow up around my cousins. So, with two working parents, my friends quickly became my family.

My friends have had a tremendous impact on my life.

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