I have a friend in Montreal who visits her family in Toronto maybe 2-3 times a year on a weekend. Yet somehow, she manages to find at least an hour to meet me for coffee. I have friends in other cities who send me birthday cards and write me emails to let me know what is up in their busy lives. I know, if they could, they would enjoy spending time with me. I know they know, if I could, I would be on a plane or bus or train, to see them as often as I could. We, as friends, make an effort to be friends. We may not be in contact daily but we try to keep our friendship alive.
I think my friends try to understand me. I try to understand them because I like or love them. They know (I hope) that since I see them as friends, I will hope for the very best for them at all times. I might act Mom-ish if I feel I know better than they what they are getting themselves into but my friends understand this. I will not lie or deceive a friend just to keep the peace. Honesty creates friendship but while it may dent a friendship, it should never break it. My friends know I will worry about them, from things like their health to the choices they make. Because I believe them to be my friends, I have loyalty to them. I will always be there for them. Even if I might be angry at them at that time for something, they can count on me. Friends can and do have disagreements but move past them. My friends allow me to have my own opinions and aren't horrified by this. I know my friends have their own opinions and I can live with this, even if I think those opinions are completely wrong. :P
I think my friends know that once I see someone as a true friend, I am their friend until they throw me aside. It takes a while to build my friendship, even longer to lose it but it can be utterly destroyed.
My Chinese horoscope is a metal dog. I think that describes me and my views of friendship perfectly. Loyal, trusting, guarding, steadfast and near immovable. But not indestructible. Abuse any dog long enough and it will turn on you.
I guess I am realizing who my friends are.
hmm, odd. Just read this post on-line an noticed that I must have deleted a bit by accident before I posted. This final line should read:
I guess I am realizing who my friends are and am thankful for them.
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Posted by Marmy on February 8, 2007 02:02 PM