Friends….How Many Of Us Have Them?!
What are friends? The ones you can’t stand, the ones who annoy you when you don’t want to be bothered, the ones you can’t live without, and the ones who check you and keep you grounded.
I grew up a popular kid (not tooting my own horn) but not because I was social. At one point I actually hated humans. I had objects so why did I need to associate with people? But for some very odd reason people flock to me. I can be as rude as the day is long but somehow I always wind up with tons of friends. I have a variety of friends and I’m grateful for them all and I consider many of them an extension of my family.
However, there is a set group who I can NOT live without. I never thought we would all become as close as we are in such a short time. They keep me grounded and I know I can talk to them about anything no matter the hour or subject and I like to believe they feel the same about me.
If i’m broke they won’t hesitate to ask me what I need. If i’m crying they won’t stall to wipe my tears and give me a shoulder to rest on. When I’m lonely I know they’ll rush to be my side. From our motivational talks to our senseless fights, I love them with all of my being and appreciate even our not so great moments.
The above snapshot contains 3 people of that set group of friends (those three people also happen to be staff members right here on the cynical owl). I cherish them so much.
Friends…I have them. <3