Development. Change. Evolution. Whatever you want to define as memories, that's what this story is about. Specifically, the memories that hopefully changed me as a person for the better, as the person that I am proud to be at this moment. From (almost) every decision I've made, to every friend I've befriended through the years. Some turned out better than others.
The same people I knew from elementary and middle school are so distant now. It's crazy how things can change in such small periods of time. Memories become nothing but glimpses of the past. One day you're riding bikes with your "best friend". The next day they've to complete changed into someone you're unfamiliar with. Those good days I had with them are nothing but memories now. The sensation from the moment has been wiped clean.
Avoid the people who let everything you've done together disappear. They hide behind an appealing mask. You grow with them for years and suddenly they drop you in the mud. I've always wondered how someone can let some things so precious go so easily?
It's sad, of course, but in its own twisted way, is necessary. Everyone grows in their own manner. The tadpole turns into a frog while the caterpillar morphs into a butterfly. After they change, they take on a different environment. Gone are the days the caterpillar slithered amongst the grass. The butterfly now floats gracefully in the air. The tadpole no longer has to rely on water, for the frog, can call both water and land its home. Maybe the caterpillar never thought about the sky? Did it ever want to be a butterfly? Maybe it preferred squirming on the ground. Or perhaps the tadpole preferred to stay in the water and just swim everywhere with its trustworthy tail to lead its way. Does the frog ever miss being a tadpole?
As we pointed out last month, change is inevitable. But in reality, it happens for the better. As people change, the seasons change, then there are breaks in the patterns. But then there's that group that never really changed, the ones that have been through your highs and your lows. Whether I met them when I was in kindergarten or high school, there's that handful of people who cling onto memories as vigilant as I do.
You make memories with those people as you reminisce the ones you keep dear.
I know it sounds a bit cliché, but it's the truth. Your real friends will be tenacious to every bit of memory you have with them. When you find these people, never let them go. And if they do let go, then they don't deserve you.
Be wise in choosing them, the authentic, life-long ones are hard to find. Find those people that won't let memories just be memories. Rather than reminiscing on what already happened, remember that the good times never end.
I'd like to thank all of my friends that I've met in my life, whether we still talk or not. Whether we grew distant and then drifted away, or found a way to continue things right where they left off. I love you all. Thank you for everything that you all taught me. Every person has an influence on someone else, one way or another. In a way, hopefully, their influence help us grow as an individual. You were the caterpillar and I was the tadpole. Maybe you went on to chase the skies and I roamed the land and waters. Or maybe, we changed for the better together, and still found a way to maintain what we have.
Develop together, change together, grow together, evolve together. Make more than just memories. -dr°
Danny Reyes is a 19 year-old Engineering Student at UC Merced. On his free time, he enjoys drawing and listening to music. He also spends a lot of time with friends on spontaneous random adventures. Oh, and apparently he's a writer now.