In the sandbox of preschools, friendship blossoms over shared toys or from a simple, tentative smile. In elementary schools, our friendships are found in common interests and goals...no matter how simple. In high school, friendships are strengthened or severed by the strain of academic achievement and new relationships that teach and transform us. And...after that...we fight to protect and preserve the friendships that survived years of change and growth and distance because inside that friendship lies the person we were, we are, we will be.
Some say that when two friends meet after a period of absence, they pick up where they left off as easily as they would resume a conversation interrupted by a brief pause. I suppose then, that a true friend is like a member of our family that came to be a part of our lives not by birthright, but by accepting and supporting us as surely and completely as a parent or a sibling.
We don't have to be perfect to be a perfect friend but friendship in and of itself is perfection. An organic affiliation that protects and promotes the needs of two people with unyielding reciprocity.
Anything...
Anytime...
No questions asked...
No explanation necessary...
...because that's what family is. It's the tie that binds. Either by design or default...our friends are the family we chose.
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