Friendship Is A Choice.
Because I was never blessed with brothers and sisters, I value my friends so much because friendship is by choice and not a given. My longest friendship started when I moved here from another state. I met a lovely woman who became my friend for over thirty years now. We have seen each other through divorce and marriage. We have watched our children grow up and start lives of their own independent from ours. We saw each other through the loss of parents and personal tragedies. We have laughed together and cried together and we have kept this friendship alive by giving each other support and kindness.
Another friendship with a woman I consider my sister-of-the-heart came about in a strange way. My son was in the navy and stationed at a base where he needed some help with a problem. The woman that helped him five years ago started a dialogue with me about my son and we slowly came to realize that we had many things in common. There was a slow and gradual bond that kept growing to the point that I have spent my last two birthdays with her and her husband. This friend and I have led parallel lives in many ways. We talk almost every day and share our joys and sorrows. She has visited me and helped me with my art shows and is an excellent sales person. She is also creative and makes beautiful jewelry. We have shared more of ourselves with each other then anyone else I have ever known. Our thoughts and dreams and wishes.
I have other friends that are precious to me. One is a man I have known for over thirty years. When I travel, he is the person that worries about my safety and I have called him when I had vehicle problems or am traveling on bad winter roads and he always encourages me and gives sound advice. We too have shared joys and sorrows and he understood my hurt when my wonderful old apple tree split in half and part of it fell to the ground after an ice storm. We share a love of nature and have spent so many wonderful times driving through the mountains looking for wildlife. He always makes me laugh when I am down and I have helped him recover when he had to have surgery.
I have made friends here on EP and we also encourage each other and share in triumphs and pain. Some I have grown very close to and I love all of them dearly. I have shared sorrow and joy with them. Been inspired and humbled. Learned about life and taken their knowledge and applied it to my own life. Grown as a person and hopefully given the same encouragement back that I have received. Blessings to you all.
My life would be empty without friendships. The ones that remain by choice are the true friendships. Time and distance does not matter. The thread of friendship is picked up as if it were yesterday that we last met. My husband once said to me that no one ever calls him but this is not true at all. People have called and invited him to go to an event or fishing and he rebuffs these offers. I have always encouraged him to seek out friends but he is content to be alone for the most part. He asked me why I have so many friends and I told him that no one ever came knocking at my door wanting to be my friend. To have a friend one must first be a friend.
Friendships are built on shared experiences. A common ground of understanding. Realizing others viewpoints and respecting each other for our differences. Being able to say the words "I am sorry" when something one does or says hurts the other person. Friendship takes effort like any good part of life. I have had friends leave my life not because of a fight or disagreement but because people grow and move on. Because common ground disappears. I have mourned the loss of these friendships but accept them. This is life. However the friends that grow with us and understand where each other is coming from remain a constant. These friendships will endure as long as there is life.