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What he meant to his friend….written by BJ’s friend

On April 28, 2016 by Michelle Love

They had a nickname for me in middle school. They called me “sloth girl”. I still cringe even thinking about it. As much as I would like to say I had tons of friends then, that had my back 24/7.. I didn’t. I kid you not, I did everything in my power to be as unnoticed as possible. Don’t get me wrong, I had friends.. Ones I would occasionally talk to while passing by in the hall. And I definitely only had one best friend. Which I am so thankful to have, even to this day. One day, someone ran up to me (yelling my name might I add) saying that BJ had stood up for me. “BJ stood up for me”.. Let’s keep in mind that this is the kid I had had a crush on forever. The kid who everyone knew and loved.. But yet he barely knew me. They went on to tell me that a, obviously quite obnoxious, kid had chimed in to their conversation saying “Sloth girl.. You like the sloth girl..” And because I wasn’t there (I wish I was though) I don’t remember exactly what they told me BJ had said. Nonetheless, whatever he said had shut the kid up. I don’t think BJ ever really understood how much that meant to me, and I really wish he did. But I can remember hearing that nickname less and less. And how thankful I was to have someone like that in my life.

“It’s someone who knew you, and accepted you, and believed in you before anyone else did.. Or when no one else would”

Even when everyone was so cruel, and had so many things to say..

All you need to know is that to have someone see you when all you wanted to do was be invisible..

That is a feeling I will never be able to explain.

No attention even needed. Just wanted Michelle to know the moment I realized this guy was someone I will never forget. And I hope no one else does either.

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I'm a mom with a heart split between my child on earth and my child in heaven.

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