Trusting others is something that I struggle with constantly. God has blessed me with people that I can truly confide in, and I am so grateful for that!
One of those people is my dear friend Justin. We met in Japanese class (of course!) and became fast friends. I poke fun at his "girliness," but heavens knows I absolutely adore his thoughtful, sincere nature. Whether it be an encouraging note hidden in my bag, or a deep heart-to-heart, or a phone call just to check in, Justin never fails to make my day.
I call him my little brother, "otouto", and it suits him so well! He's two years younger than I am and is such an innocent soul. Even though I often feel like his senior, he has been there for me during tough times. When I opened up to him about a disturbing event in my past, he was so understanding and didn't judge me. When I went through a tough break up, he called every day to see how I was doing. He prays for me when I forget to do the same.
I have an incredible family at home, but I had an incredible second family when I was living in San Diego. Justin was there for me anytime I felt lonely. We may not be blood relatives -- at 6'5 with his deep blue eyes, we obviously look NOTHING alike. But sometimes I have to remind myself that we're actually not blood related!
Much love. Much, much much!
"A man of many companions may come to ruin, but there is a friend who sticks closer than a brother." Proverbs 18:24
*speechless* ♥
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