Friendship isn't always easily described. The Eskimos, they say, have a hundred different words for snow. Unfortunately, the English language isn't quite as innovative, though it has vast opportunities to differentiate meaning. Certainly, Love is one of those opportunities. And so, too, is Friendship.
Instead of different words, however, we're stuck with simple adjectives. Close friend. Best friend. Childhood friend. Intimate friend. Trusted friend. Beloved friend. But whether you use adjectives or different words, few could deny the nearly infinite meaning in such a simple word.
Friends are special people. We can't pick our family, and we're sorely limited in the number of them at any rate. Society and mores (and often our own conscience) dictate we select a single mate. But our friends can be as diverse and infinite as the adjectives we choose. Our friends, in a very real sense, reflect the choices we make in life. {obtained from internet, source unknown}
This echoes my sentiments exactly. I don't know if it's because I'm in a particularly weepy state, but I heart my friends. Cyber and real and Cyreal (that is for cyber friends I have met IRL he-he)
We don't always have to agree, but understand one another. Make each other laugh or cry. If you are my friend, I will give you everything I have and know that I love you.
Thursday, November 29, 2007
What Kind of Friend are you?
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3 comments:
aww A...you made me tear up! love you honey :)
I heart you Andrea :)
we wubs you too girl...I wish you didn't live so far from me so I could be a cyreal friend. ;)
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