It has become almost commonplace these days to defame an ex-partner, especially on social media.
But I won’t do that; Actually, I’m here in this room to thank myself.
Of the many things that she has brought into my life – and even if she is no longer there in this role – I will always be grateful for the friendships that have emerged from our relationship and through it.
I was reminded of this on the last holiday weekend when I attended a wedding of a once mutual friend.
Quick side note: no, my ex was absent. No, it wouldn’t have been uncomfortable if she and her new partner were.
I can’t speak for their relationship, but I have a pretty good one with the bride who married her best friend – another acquaintance – in a beautiful, intimate location across from Windsor Lake, Colorado.
It really owes everything to one person: my ex. And of course my ongoing friendship with the newlyweds.
Standing in the crowd of old and new friends last Friday, I couldn’t help but think that life is taking you where you belong. Somehow, somehow.
If it’s God’s work, I can’t disagree.
There is one particular night I can point out where these friendships first came about.
It was the night in December 2016 when Hastings College won both the NAIA national volleyball and men’s soccer titles.
When I ended a day broadcasting Bronco basketball games at the Lynn Farrell Arena, my then-girlfriend asked me to escape for a drink with a few friends waiting in El Puerto.
It was there that I met Joe for the first time and Hayley (the bride mentioned above) for the second time I believe.
Both friendships have only developed since then.
These two – whom I should make it clear that they did not get married – have since introduced and welcomed me to a group that was largely present at the wedding venue last weekend.
Everything comes from a relationship.
Joe is primarily responsible for many of the friends I now have in Hastings.
He’s probably the main reason I’m on the tribune.
After all, his insistence on getting involved in a Fourth of July party years ago led me to Nick Blasnitz, who here held the title of sports editor before me.
Thanks for mixing business with pleasure, Nick, as you said that afternoon, and hiring me.
It allowed me to grow and write things like that.
To give me the opportunity to explain why the origins of friendship are interesting to me.
For me, friendship should be thought provoking.
And sometimes it’s healthy to wonder why you’re friends with a particular person in the first place.
I often ask myself what fascinated me about this person? How did we even get to know each other?
I have my oldest friends, the “OGs” from my younger years.
I literally have a best friend from birth – our mothers were good friends and pregnant with us at the same time.
However, he was born 16 days before me.
Very few of my friends are out of high school. My parents and older siblings didn’t lie when they said these friendships were going to go away.
Most of my friends are now people I met in college or just outside of college.
Although I only consider a few people in my life to be close friends, there are many people who are important to me and who I always have a good time with.
These are my wedding friends – the friends you don’t always see, but when you bond, you understand each other as if nothing has changed.
I also have baseball friends around the country, and I have work friends.
I have friends from 5 minute chats at cafes or concerts.
There is no doubt that social media helped in this âfriendshipâ process.
But the point is, everywhere you or I go there is an opportunity to get in touch with someone.
To hear someone’s story or yours.
Whether we admit it or not, we value friendship and camaraderie.
That’s why I have friends.
And why I also have a dog.