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This is a poem called A Reason, A Season, A Lifetime.                                                                      

People come into your life for a reason, a season or a lifetime. When you know which one it is, you will know what to do for that person. When someone is in your life for a REASON, it is usually to meet a need you have expressed. They have come to assist you through a difficulty, to provide you with guidance and support, to aid you physically, emotionally or spiritually. They may seem like a godsend and they are. They are there for the reason you need them to be. Then, without any wrongdoing on your part or at an inconvenient time, this person will say or do something to bring the relationship to an end. Sometimes they die. Sometimes they walk away. Sometimes they act up and force you to take a stand. What we must realize is that our need has been met, our desire fulfilled, their work is done. The prayer you sent up has been answered and now it is time to move on. -Unknown

I woke up thinking about this poem because yesterday was my birthday and I received a call from one of my really good friends in Florida. We don't speak often, but when we do it's like we never skipped a beat. As we laughed and caught up with life I thought of when Kim and I first met, and how long our friendship has lasted even being miles apart. We have great memories of our time together in Tucson, being pregnant together, and our kids playing together. In fact, she taught me how to swim when I was in my twenties... that I will never forget.

Isn't it funny how some friendships endure everything and anything and last our entire lifetime, while others seem to be short lived. Maybe this poem is right - our need has been met.

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