The death of a friendship was usually slow and insidious, like the wearing away of a hillside after years of too much rain. A handful of misunderstandings, a season of miscommunication, the passing of time, and where once stood two women with a dozen years of memories and tears and conversation and laughter - where once stood two women closer than sisters - now stood two strangers.
The gradual decline of a friendship can often be unnoticed, much like the slow erosion of a hillside. It typically unfolds through a series of misunderstandings and poor communication, compounded by the passage of time. What was once a vibrant bond forged over years of shared experiences can deteriorate into a hollow connection.
