Chel does not forget. We’ve been apart, but not drifted. I had to work abroad for some reasons. But Chel is not for writing letters. She finds it boring. But little did I know… she tried her best. She wrote me a 3-pages letter back to back just to reach out and know how I was. I was so happy that until now I am keeping that letter. It is a treasure…a priceless treasure. After 2 years, I had the chance to go home. I was keen. Worried that maybe things had changed. After one letter, nothing followed. But I was wrong. We had a nice time chatting and reminiscing. We shared more secrets like we used to do. Patched up and consoled each other. Ah! It was fun! Real fun! I wish we could do that more often, but…….
Chel makes me laugh. She’s a jovial person. She laughts to the maximum nth power! She doesn’t care if the whole world could hear her laugh, as long as she’s happy, she would.
Chel understands. I am a moody person. Suplada and masungit for some people who do not know me well. But since we’ve known each other for long, she understands. She rides on my moods.
Chel fights. I’ve known her for years, but never seen her fight. Now that she’s a mother, she has changed a lot. She’d shoulder any loads, for her little one….
Chel cheers me up. She’s never dull. Never a moment like that!
Chel is special. I couldn’t utter more words for her. All I know is she’s special. And I’ll treasure that for the rest of my life.
I’d known her since grade school but never thought that we’d have this lasting friendship. I, therefore conclude, I am one of the few people who have been blessed with a true friend. I may have lost some in the past, but it doesn’t matter for I have gained and kept the real one.