Friends

Hello.

The topic for today is very interesting. I am to define what a friend is. Rather than ramble, as I tend to do, I will get right to it.

A friend is more than just a person. A friend is a bundle of shared experiences and emotions; phone calls, emails, movies, discussions in the dark, a whirl of places, laughter, tears, love, hate, and joy. A friend is someone you can call at any time of the day or night, and find a sympathetic voice on the other end of the line. A friend is someone who you can spill your heart to. Someone that can know everything about you, past and present, fears and hopes, dreams and desires, and still like you for all of your faults. A friend is someone who you know almost as well as yourself, whose wishes are as familiar to you as your own, whose past you know as well as your own. A friend is someone who will be with you through your mistakes, your stupid moments, and be able to forgive you when you come out the other side. A friend is someone who will dance in the rain with you, climb trees with you, write with you, someone who will laugh with you, share your likes and dislikes, talk with you, listen to you, and just sit with you, when there is nothing left to say, and you have spilled you hearts. Someone who likes you simply because of who you are, not because they are obligated to.

Think about it. How many people know you that will stick with you through thick and thin, through heartbreak and happiness? If the answer is none, if you can think of no one who knows you so well, perhaps you have to recategorize the people you call friends. Because a true friend is one you could—and would—trust with your life, or your most precious possession. Trust, and shared experiences, is what makes a friendship.

Goodbye.