My former husband always told me that by the time we die, hopefully at an older age, you can count you're true friends on one hand...and the older I get the more I see that happening with many others as well.
"Friends" come from unexpected sources sometimes. I've been hurt the worst by some I felt a great bonding towards, and yet today I'd call upon those same one's in a crisis because they have accepted me, too. It's weird really how friendships function.
Then there are those who in the long run are just to irresponsible financially and I prefer no further association with them. We're not mean towards each other or any such thing, it's just that once people show me how they are financial flakes that look for a way out of their obligation(s) - well, I no longer seek their friendship.
And the sadest of all for me is how I hurt my first real true friend. It took almost 20 years for us to communicate and I didn't do a very good job of making amends. After all that time I still could not tell her how I'd always looked upon her as such an intelligent person while my life was taking a steady downhill run. Guess it was some left over shame of mine.
I've thought of that gal many times and I'm comfortable just letting sleeping dogs lie. But I also know she, too, remembers some wild and crazy times we had together so it's ok. Yeah, friends. I chose them differently in my aging years then I did before. Although they generally turn out to be some of the craziest in the bunch.
Hey, that makes me a tad crazy, too....
Thanks for the topic. This time of year especially tends to remind us of friendship. I'm so excited about Christmas!!!!!!
granny..who finally got her gift ready for that secret person here.