It’s hard to pin friendship down. We obviously weren’t made to be alone. Without companionship of some sort, most of us feel very happy and incomplete. Friendless people are usually unhappy people. Lonely, isolated people don’t live as long as well as those who stay “in touch” with their fellows. Some of the most wealthy, famous, attractive people on earth have starved to death emotionally for lack of a few good friends. But trying to define friendship is like trying to describe beauty. It’s in the eye of the beholder. What I think is beautiful, you may think ugly.
Is friendship something that we go looking for or does it come looking for us? Are good friends made, or are they discovered? It’s all a bit of a mystery. But sometime, somewhere, friendship happens to all of us. That incredibly neat feeling of “clicking” with another person. That remarkable sense of being “OK!” and at ease with someone else. Maybe we just dropped into each other’s lives, or maybe over time we gradually grew very closer to each other. A friend is someone who enjoys being around us, who accept us “as is” and “where is,” knows us very well and likes is anyway. A friend is someone we feel safe with and can share the truth with – without being fear of having it broadcast all over the place the next morning.
Friends come in all colors, sizes, and shapes. Some are lightweight – casual friends – good for sharing fun times with. Others end up closer than family. They are like “blood brothers and sisters” who might even die for us if it came to that. Some friends are “hit and run.” They are intense today, but gone tomorrow. Other friendships are “forever.” They are not headline material, perhaps, but they are as durable as a rock. Some friendships reward us with nice feeling and nice fuzzies. Other friendships pay much higher dividends, like loyalty, respect, and even commitment.
There is magic in the power of little things in friendship – the memory of