I know it’s been a while since we’ve talked, like actually talk and not just catching up. A part of me wishes I had the courage to tell you how I felt a long time ago, but I wasn’t ready yet. I want you to know that I’m sorry for how I treated you when we broke up. I didn’t know how to handle your absence in my life. I was dealing with an array of emotions and I missed you so much, but I was too proud to admit it.
The truth is you changed my life. You showed me how to go for my dreams, that God loves us at our lowest, and that I can love deeply. Through our imperfect relationship I realized weaknesses in my heart that I needed God to help me change and I’m so thankful for that.
You were my best friend. You were the person I went to for wisdom, or just to hang out and talk. Thank you for coming into my life when I needed you. Thank you for holding my hand when life got tough, for staying on the phone with me when I had a long drive home to make sure I stayed awake, and for teaching me the art of fishing. I can still remember fishing at that random lake at sunset. You gave me my first set of fishing gear (which I still use today). The mosquitoes were everywhere, but I didn’t care because I was with you.
I’ve grown so much since you came into my life. I can see God’s hand in each moment of healing. He has brought so much peace into my life, and I know He is doing the same work in your life too. I’m proud of the man you have become. I don’t know if our paths will ever cross again, but if they do someday, I hope you know you will always have a friend in me.
Petit à Petit,
Lauren
The Honest Pursuit 
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