Reflecting

I have recently had the opportunity to reflect on many things lately. A couple months ago I started to write a book I started fifteen years ago. This book is loosely based on me in my junior year, so as I write about people I knew and things we did, many memories came flooding back. I have started to think how I used to treat people, and how I didn't realize how some people were better friends then I thought.
One of these friends was a guy named Tim. Tim was a year younger then me and I used to drive him to school. Tim wasn't very popular at all, and sometimes I thought he was very annoying. Tim also worked with me for a while, when we were scheduled together we would drive in together as well. There were many times I would try and ditch him if I was going somewhere after work, or if I had mutual friends over I wouldn't invite him over.
It was one of those days that I should have realized at the time how good a friend Tim was. I had a party at my house with friends from school and work, all of which Tim knew and they knew him. As the party was winding down my friends from school decided they were going home. My friends from work decided they wanted to go see Tim, he lived one neighborhood to the west from me.
A couple of people went a picked him up and brought him back. School friends left at this point. My work friends, most of which live ten or more miles away, decided they were all going to Jane's (name made up) house. Jane has a sound proof basement so it wouldn't wake her parents. Somehow Tim and I were the only ones that got in my car. We were supposed to meet at a parking lot and play follow the leader to her house.
To shorten this story Tim and I got left behind. When we finally got to Jane's house there was a note on the door telling us to go around back. There ended up being a lot of high school drama and I ended up leaving really confused and ticked off at the world. I really needed someone to talk to and the only one that I could turn to was Tim.
There were several other times that high school drama happened and Tim was the only one I could talk to. In my 31 years there have only been five people I could ever just talk to about anything and they would just listen and let me vent, then give some good advice. Tim is the only one that I didn't call a true friend until years later. I wonder if he has any idea how much he meant to me back then, I know it's been fifteen years now but Tim Thank you.