Friendship is an amazing thing. It can be short lived and fickle, or long lasting and an intimate bond that withstands all life has to offer. Who can explain the feeling of comfort and warmth of meeting up with an old friend and feeling like you are wrapped up in a blanket of love and acceptance. This person has known you forever, the embarrassing pimply teenage years, to job decisions (good or bad) to now married with kids. No matter what decisions you made, they have stood by you, accepting, supporting and at the end of the day, always there, no matter what. This is such an amazing bond, i wonder if we ever sit back and appreciate just what a wonderful thing it is. Here is this stranger, who from the moment you first meet, feels like a long lost friend with whom you have an immediate bond that you cannot rationally explain, yet you know that this person "gets you". From then on, you share your most intimate memories, and experiences, knowledge that they will just accept them as part of you and not judge you because of them.
How is it then, that some friendships are so poisonous, they sap energy and life out of you without ever giving something back. How they make you feel bad about yourself and not proud and happy to be you. How and why do we let people reduce us to anything less than what we are, an amazing person with lots to offer the world.
Once in a while we need to step back and look at friendships from a distance, without emotion and ask ourselves, what is this doing for me, making me feel happy and whole, making me feel loved and comforted, knowing i have someone to turn to no matter what, or do i feel sad, drained and made to feel less than i really am. We need to get rid of those of do not boost us up and make us feel loved and ultimately wrapped up in this amazing friendship blanket. You need to be able to not speak to a friend for ages, and when you do, it feels like you saw each other yesterday and nothing has ever changed. That feeling is priceless and nothing can compare to the happiness it creates.
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