There isn’t that much to say about this particular milestone in my life. I mean yeah, it is Henry’s wedding, but let’s be honest, I’m going to make the situation all about me. At least in this blog post. He and his beautiful bride to be Heidi can have all the attention this Saturday, the 31st, but for this one small blog post I’m going to make it about me and how I feel about it. Henry is the first of my life long friends to tie the knot. When I say “lifelong” I mean it. I’ve known this guy since “kindy-gardRen”. We all had sleepovers, we played sports, video games. And somehow five of us: Jeremy, Henry, Sam, Derek and I (I know its confusing since a few extra faces are in this picture) formed a friendship and a bond that would see us through till the end of our days. Brothers. Sure, we’ve all had our problems with each other. What kind of brothers don’t fight? Eventually we got old enough and stopped playing with video games (well, some of us kept playing them) and sports, and started noticing the finer things in life, like the opposite sex. Henry took a liking to Heidi right away luckily she wasn’t one to steal him away from us. If anything we gained a new sister, a “brother-sister” if you will. Brothers.
HIgh school rolled along, and eventually college snuck up on us. But not before the original five of us brothers decided to get tattoos together (again, I know its confusing with extra people in there. I’m realizing we don’t have a lot of pictures of just the five of us alone). While brothers have come and gone throughout time, the core of us have stayed the same: I really don’t know where this post is going: I guess the point I’m trying to get across is that we always be brothers, the five of us and the extra ones that have come along. People always ask me how we’ve all stayed friends for so long: Almost 20 years is a long time to stay friends with somebody, especially among the trials of puberty and high school. My answer to how we all can still stand each other is this: If you really care about somebody, you make time for them. You prioritize your responsibilities and you put friends near the top. Even if its going brewery hopping every few months because you live in different areas of the country. Every little bit helps make friendships last longer. Well, with that piece of stupid wisdom I think I’ll end this post with everybody’s favorite toast:
There are wood ships, and there are steel ships, The ships that sail the sea. But the best ships, are friendships, and may they always be.
-JH August 28, 2013