Today, I found out that two of my good friends are dating.
One of these friends I met many, many years ago when I had a rather large and embarrassing crush on his roommate. The roommate never saw me as anything other than a friend but his roommates embraced me as a sister. One of them even lied to some random girl who came over to see the aforementioned crush and told her I was his sister to save me from embarrassment. The girl even thought we looked alike since we both had curly hair. I don't think she even noticed that it took me a moment to answer her when she called me by a name I had only acquired 30 seconds before. Those roommates were some of the best people I have met. They were true and loyal friends.
The other friend I met many years ago when she moved into my hometown. For some reason, we became friends, not close friends. Not even best friends. But good friends who shared a tent one very rainy camping trip and talked of things more serious than I ever normally share with people even that I'm closest to. We expressed our deep fears and our hopes and dreams for the future.
I couldn't hope for anything better for two better people. I hope that even if this isn't their happy ending (beginning) that at least they will both benefit from the company and association of the other. I certainly count my blessings for knowing them.