Eleven years ago from the writing of this post I met my best friend, Dayne Stabile, in our high school statistics class senior year. Mr. Nin's class for first period. There's a lot to say about that class and senior year, but none of which applies to this story. Dayne and I occasionally talked in class but it was not until we started college that we started to talk more and more.
We had a mutual friend named Justin who we hung around with as a trio. As we started college in August 2006 we would meet up on campus and occasionally go to lunch, sometimes blowing off class to goof off. College right? As time passed Justin started getting into some things Dayne and I did not want to be a part of, so we stopped hanging out with him less and less until it was eventually just Dayne and I.
By 2007 we were hanging out almost every day and by 2008 we were inseparable. We went to bars and parties together 90% of the time, went to the gym together, carpooled to classes we had together, becoming closer and closer. In 2010 my parents moved back to Texas from Florida and at the time I was not in a position to support myself. So, I moved with them. We stayed in Florida a few days longer than we planned because I did not want to miss Dayne's LPN pinning ceremony. Dayne and I spent our last night together and when it was time to move, I went north, he south.
In early 2011 I hit a pretty bad depression. It was unusually hard to make friends in Texas and I was missing my life and my friends, Dayne especially. I was sad we were apart, but thankful I had a friend like him in my life. So, I decided to write him a letter. It took me three hours to write and two weeks to perfect. Every day I would read it and make changes until no changes were made the last three days. I decided it was good. I printed the letter, signed it by hand, and mailed it to him, not saying a word that there was something on its way.
A few days later I got a text from Dayne telling me he got something. I played dumb and asked what to which he replied, "You know. I got your letter man. Honestly I teared up a little as I read it. Thank you." It meant a lot to me that I poured my heart out in this letter and he reacted the way he did.
Today, we are still best friends and recently took a trip to Canada where our friendship grew a thousand times over, something I never thought possible because I thought we were already as close as we could get. Below, you will see the letter in its original form as I sent him in 2011 and pictures I have of us from over the years.