Dear Aspen

Dear Aspen,

I know that this letter might be a bit late, but I guess better late than never. You were my first friend, and I never got to tell you how much I appreciate you for being there for me. You taught me how to walk my first steps into this world. You taught me how to speak to someone like they are my friend. You taught me how to listen to others when they needed someone to listen. You allowed me to hold my small head higher than all the big kids, because I could confidently say I had a good friend.

But then you left…

And I don’t know where you went.

So here I am, thanking someone I haven’t seen for over a decade, someone who doesn’t remember me, but I remember so vividly. I appreciate all you’ve done for me, and what you’ve led me to grow into. I appreciate the time we spent on the bus back in kindergarten, where we both learned how to blossom together. I appreciate those memories of you that stick in my mind when all others have been lost.

Thank you, Aspen, for making me into the person I am today.

It’s time to let go…