Just a Moment In Time...
was the beginning of second semester, my junior year, and I was your typical
high school student. At least that
was the way I appeared on the surface. On
the outside, to the untrained eye, I was doing pretty well for myself.
I was in the majority of the advanced classes at school, and I was still
doing better than average. I had a
part-time job, friends, I believe I even had a boyfriend at the time.
But on the inside I was screaming for help.
Slowly but surely, those friends I was talking about had more important
things to do, leaving me pretty much alone in the world.
Family life wasnít bad, although it was nothing spectacular.
Many nights I would sit alone in my room, listening to music, wondering
why I didnít seem to fit in with anything that was going on around me. Wondering why I had been, from the way I saw it, utterly
abandoned. I began to feel as
though very few people, if anyone, even cared that I was alive.
I may not remember the exact date, I still remember the night my life was
changed forever. The night one of
the greatest guys I would ever meet truly became a part of my life. Some people would call him a snoop, but I just call him my
best friend. I had noticed him
before; I knew I had judging by how familiar he was to me. I guess I knew who he was, but I never really knew him.
However, second semester I had decided to cadet for Mr. Lanierís sixth
hour Health class. I walked into the class full of sophomores the first day, and
there he was, sitting alone on the side of the room. Devin Jacob Nadeau, little did I know he would soon become my
conscience, my support system, my guardian angel, and my very best friend.
For a while I just kept my eye on him, not really saying much more than a
friendly hello. But, as time went
on I noticed, he never seemed to fit in with the class full of sophomores.
Somehow something was different about him; something set him apart from
the rest. Slowly but surely, we
began to speak to one another more and more.
We exchanged email addresses and telephone numbers, calling and writing
every now and again. I felt myself
growing attached to him, looking forward to the emails and telephone calls.
However, through it all, neither one of us had really connected the dots.
day in class, just to be funny, he grabbed my agenda and started paging through
it like a little snoop, but then he came across my address that I had previously
written in it. Iíll never forget
the look on his face when he looked up and asked me if I realized I lived a
block or so away from him. Later on
that week, he called and asked if I would like to come over to ďsee his
house.Ē It was rather late in the
evening, on a school night, but I inquiringly accepted his offer. He kindly met me half way between his house and mine, since I
had never been there before. I
donít know how or why but him and I just clicked.
I thought we got along well in school, we almost got along better outside
of school. Both Devin and his
father adored me; from that night on, I knew at least someone cared.
still donít know what it was that drew us together, but I am thankful every
day for what we have. He is truly
one of the kindest, most compassionate people I have ever met, whether he thinks
he is or not. Of course we have our
differences, but he is still one of the most important people in the entire
world to me. Truthfully, he is the
only reason I am still here today to tell this story. He believed in me when no
one else would, when everyone else had something better to do than be my friend,
he was there. A lot of who I am is
because of him; he has taught me so much in life, like how to be a better
person. But most importantly, he has taught me that when you are all
alone in the world, and you feel abandoned there is always someone out there to
reach out and lend a hand. That no
matter how down you may feel, there is always someone to help out and pick you
back up again. Without him I would
still feel that sense of abandonment, that sense of loneliness that made me cry.
Before I met him I had given up on myself, and I had almost given up on
the world. Luckily enough for me, life does give you second chances; and
that night I got mine, I call him my best friend.