by Carol Burnside
As a person who has moved more times than I care to remember, friendship is a fluctuating thing. There are varying degrees of friendship and drawbacks to moving from state to state every few years. Friends come, friends go. Some friendships endure decades while others wane to birthdays and holiday remembrances, relatives included.
Along the way, I’ve had hard disappointments with those who seem to have an ‘out of sight, out of mind’ attitude about keeping friendships alive. But along the way, a few friendship diamonds shine bright and true.
As far back as I can remember and up to the age of fourteen, Trudy was my bff and next door neighbor. We can not speak for years between, but when we’re together, there’s a feeling of coming home.
Sharon and I can go for months, then we’ve got to catch up with a marathon phone call. Our words tumble out, falling over each other, half sentences interrupted with exclamations of “Yes! And…”, “I know!” because we really GET each other. To anyone else, the conversation might not make complete sense, but we understand and end up finishing each other’s sentences…once again.
The latest diamond is Susan. Loyal, honest and generous, she knows it takes work to maintain a relationship. Distance in miles doesn’t determine the value of our friendship, and that means more than I can express.
Quite simply, I love them.
Certainly, I include my PFHT sisters in my circle of friends. We have varying degrees of intensity in our friendships, but being on this blog has helped me to stay connected to them and to a large degree the writing world. I value them all. Without friends, we wouldn’t be able to weather the ups and downs of life with much grace.
So, I’m writing this to say, cherish your friends. Uplift them. Make the effort to stay connected because it’s SO worth it.
Now that I’ve waxed nostalgic about my girlfriend besties, I want to hear about yours. Tell me about your bff(s).