I’ve read a few posts recently about friends and relationships.
What classes as a best friend? Is it someone you’ve known practically all your life, or someone who entered it at a particular moment and has stuck with you through thick and thin?
Years ago, people we once classed as friends dropped us like hot potatoes when we were no longer at their convenience and we introduced a new word into their vocabulary meaning they couldn’t have their own way.
Any rose tinge we may have had to our view of life was cast aside, and we became very cynical. If someone was nice to us, we assumed there was an ulterior motive, and the result is we know a lot of people but have few friends. We’re sociable and chatty with everyone, but keep our distance until we get to know them better.
Have you ever thought about the word ‘friend’ though?
It’s used pretty loosely now when talking about people we know, whereas before it would relate to someone who never let you down and was always in your corner, especially when the chips were down.
Those people are the jewels of life, precious in their own right, and don’t need to be big and shiny in a box of polished stones.
There are some people that have a genuine warmth about them that you can’t help but respond to. We met several like that when we were on the boat and are still in touch with a lot of them. In the boating community, it didn’t matter what our background was, how big a car we drove, or how much money we had in the bank….. we all had one thing in common, and that was we owned a boat.
We were also lucky to meet up with non-boat owners who have also shown their support for us in spades.
But sometimes we need to be a little quirky:
That’ll be Hubby. He’s my best friend, my rock, and knows me better than anyone as he’s the only one I’ve let get that close.