|My roommates last semester at the SLC light display|
Please understand that I'm not saying any of this to inspire sympathy. This blog post is meant to show our personalities and explain what our friends mean to us, and a large facet of both of those things in my life is depression. I can honestly say that without my group of friends and family to support me, I would not have been able to make it through this semester at all.
|Me and Dad having fun at Christmas|
There is a line in Thomas Hardy's poem She, to Him, which touches me deeply:
Will you not grant to old affection's claimSometimes, Life can be sunless. Sometimes we go through very difficult things, and often it is the hand of friendship that gets us through it. I have been very lucky to have a group of friends whom I feel I can rely on, no matter what Life throws at me.
The hand of friendship down Life's sunless hill?