This post will smack of frustration because it is. It will also serve me as cathartic and I don’t know how else to explain myself so I’ll just write. Conclusions may drawn, but the bottom line is sometimes venting is just that: air that exits a passageway…
Throughout my years, friends are on par with my family. Maybe it is because I am adopted, but as soon as you’re close to me, you are gold to me. And it is frustrating and sometimes very interesting to see the how some friends change over time.
Does this ring true for you? Check it:
I have one friend who I have always considered ever so close (literally since the day we met), but this friend has recently chosen to be distant. Should I be bothered or wait ’til this person finds themself? I can’t help but remember all the times I went to all lengths to insure –at least on my behalf– this friend’s happiness; whether it be through laughter, loyalty, comradery, consoling when they were sad (during some extremely rough times, I might add). This situation has such a “prodigal son” feel to it, and it’s difficult to be the high road guy here & wait ’til the “son” returns home, but this friend just might be clueless as to how much I actually feel hurt by their actions.
I have a friend who I always considered close, but despite a tumultous transition in our lives recently where I sincerely thought the end would be apparent, this person has become closer to me than maybe even before.
I have a friend with whom I can lose contact for 3 months and then we speak on the phone again and it’s as if we just hung out the day before yesterday. None of that bullshit “So, how is everything?” talk. It’s more like “So, I was watching the Simpsons yesterday and…”. That defines friendship. No protocol at the onset; if you’re my friend, you’re my friend. Don’t call me Mr., don’t feel the need to courteously inquire as to the weather. Let’s just start talking!
I have a friend who almost always profusely apologizes for not returning phone calls, losing touch, promising a visit or an invitation and then dropping the ball. This gets old. Either you is or you isn’t. This friendship is tiring, one-sided, and sad.
I have friends with whom I feel are always watching over me. I think of them often, and hope they don’t doubt for a second that, despite my being sometimes remiss, they are overwhelmingly loved.
Funny, while writing this, I have two friends who just returned my phone call(s).
Nice…..
