Having a moment where I am reminded of the blessing of true friendship and how rare it is. You have friends that come in and out of your life at different times. I have several friends. I have a lot of acquaintances. But I have a select few who I let in because I know, without a doubt, they are my friends. I can count on one hand my close friends. Some have been with me for 1/2 my life and some within the past few years. They are the ones who know me and accept me for me~flaws and all. They are the ones I trust without hesitation. They are the ones who have been with me during happy times as well as the darkest times of my life. I can be me and they have made me a better person. They are the ones who build me up and support me.
Am I a different person to the other people in my life~yes and no. I feel my qualities come through whether or not I am close to someone or not. If I can help someone, I will. I will not want or expect anything in return. I am just very cautious about who I let into my life. I am this way for numerous reason and the no#1 reason is I have been walked on and betrayed by many friends and family since my husband’s death. My guard is always up. But I also feel it isn’t about the quantity of friends but the quality. I treasure every person in my life. I think they know that and know I don’t take them for granted.
To my handful of friends who are my family~ thank you. Thank you for being you. Thank you for your loyalty. Thank you for your encouragement. Thank you for loving me when I am not so lovable. Thank you for making me laugh when I want to cry. Thank you for believing in me when I don’t believe in myself. Thank you for the endless hours of listening to me. Thank you for the joy you bring into my life