Friendship Is a Strange Thing
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We find ourselves telling each other the deepest details of our lives--things we don't even share with our families. But what is a friend? A confidant? A lover? A shoulder to cry on? An ear to listen? A heart to feel? A friend is all of these things and more. No matter where we met, no matter how long we've been together, I call you a friend. A word so small yet so large in feeling, a word filled with emotion, a word overflowing with love. Truly great things come in small packages. Once the package of friendship has been opened, it can never be closed. It is a constant book always waiting--waiting to be read...and enjoyed. We may have our disagreements, we may have our disappointments, we may argue and we may concern one another. Friendship is a unique bond that lasts through all tribulations. A part of each of us goes into our friendships: our humour, our experiences, our tears. Friendships are foundations, necessary for life...and love. Friends, you and me, you brought another friend and then there were three. We started our group, our circle of friends, there is no beginning, there is no end. Even though I don't speak to you all everyday, or even as often as I would like to, you have all crossed my path of life in one way or another. Some of you I've only bumped into, some have walked a while with me and some of you will continue to walk with me. But don't ever think for a second that since we aren't in constant contact, that I don't think of you all... because if it wasn't for coming across all of you... who knows? I would a be a completely different person...and...well...I'm happy with how I've turned out so far. Thank you. Keep this going. Send it to all of your friends--those you have and those you have lost along the way! |