A word has been on my mind as of the last week, and what it means to me. Friendship. It means so many thing to so many people. And indeed, friendship can have meanings and manifestations for us in our own lives.
I believe that I am surrounded by the best friends in the world, and the past few weeks have really shown that to me very clearly. The people in my life, that I am blessed to call friends, are fiercely loyal and help, in a heartbeat, when needed. Not when it’s convenient, not when they can, or after this or that. But there, when you need it, no questions asked. In the time of despair, or darkness, or need. They are right there, beside me, in the rain, late at night, with the laughter, wine, tears, support and love.
Yes they truly are my heart, and I am lucky to have them.
But they are not just the kind of friends who will be there for you, they are the kind of friends who love you, no matter what, warts and all, while still demanding that you be your best self. This may sound contradictory, but it isn’t. What do I mean? I mean we all need, and are very lucky if we have, those kinds of friends who will call us out when needed. Those who will pull us aside when we get out of line, when we are not trying our best, when we are getting just a little outside of the acceptable level of crazy. They keep us grounded, and inspire us to be the best that we really, truly can be.
They are the ones who see us, in all of out faults and shortcomings, yet still believe in our potential. Which is why they won’t allow us to be anything less than what we can be. Yes, we may need some time to regroup, slow down, break down, melt down…but if we stay there too long, these are the friends that give us the kick in the pants we need to get ourselves out of there before we take up residence.
I have had my best friends call me out when making excuses, when I was not making the best choices, when maybe that dress did make me look…bad. If my ego ever gets too big, my mouth too loud, my Grace too absent, my patience too thin…they will be right there, to tell me to put my big girl panties on, grow up, get over it, deal with it, snap out of it, grow out of it, break up with it, get it back, bury it, and what ever needs to be done to it. And I do the same for them.
In essence, your friends hold the mirror up to us, while over looking all the imperfections. They represent the best of everything we are, and what we wish we could be, while propelling us to be more than we thought might be. They are the space between the heartbeats, because in that is space is where live is contained.
I don’t know where I would be without these wonderful friends, who bravely follow, support, believe in, comfort…love. In all my unloveable self. But they know, I am the same friend to them that they have shown themselves to be to me, we are that for each other. Friendship like this isn’t free, it must be mutually beneficial and reciprocated.
And as I sit at this keyboard and type, and sip a bit of wine, I realize just how blessed I am. I didn’t always have such loyal wonderful people to call friends, for my heart to call home. And those are the friendships that bind.
And as I am transitioning from one area of my life to another, I am thankful to have them with me.