Sunday, January 31, 2016

A COMPANION OF FOOLS SUFFERS HARM

“We have three types of friends in life: Friends for a reason, friends for a season, and friends for a lifetime.”
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If you’ve ever seen my Facebook page, Instagram or Twitter accounts, then you know that I am a huge Golden Girls fan. I’m embarrassed/proud to say that I’ve probably seen each episode approximately twenty times. Among many of the wonderful aspects of the show is the well-known theme song, “Thank You For Being A Friend”, by Andrew Gold. Here are the selected lyrics that were performed for the purpose of the show’s opening:

“Thank you for being a friend
Travelled down the road and back again
Your heart is true; you’re a pal and a confidant
And if you threw a party
Invited everyone you knew
You would see, the biggest gift would be from me
And the card attached would say,
Thank you for being a friend…”

As I’ve been trying to be more grateful lately, I’ve realized how many close friends I have, and how thankful I am to know and have relationships with some amazing people. They say that when all is said and done, if you can count all your true friends on one hand, you’re lucky. I’m not quite all said and done, but I am one lucky lady. Part of my breadth of dearest consorts is due to the fact that I have lived in 5 different cities in my life and I’m sociable and quite charming. That’s right, I’ve mastered the trick of getting people to like me (sort of, obviously some people think I’m a jackass). I’m getting older (collar-pull) & Facebook really puts my friendships in perspective: As the years fly by, we change, so naturally so do our relationships. Four of my cherished girlfriends have had babies in the last year. The majority of my close friends have kids. Once your close friend has a kid- for better or worse- your relationship changes. When your close single friend finds a partner, the relationship changes. I’ve lost touch with people I thought would be in my life forever. Sometimes I lose friends due to my illness. Sometimes we’re just bad at keeping in touch. Sometimes life gets in the way and there’s just no time. I always think that when it comes to making new friends at this point in my life, my roster is full and I’m quite happy and occupied with the pals I have. I was proven wrong (as I often am) when I met a woman approximately 2 months ago and it feels like we’ve been friends forever.
My favorite kind of friends are the ones that even if time has slipped by, when you see or talk to them you can just pick up where you left off. The ones that would help me hide a body no questions asked. (Don’t worry; I’m not going to get all murdery.) The ones who call me on my bullshit without hurting my feelings. The ones who have forgiven me, supported me and never judged me. The ones who make me laugh. The ones who understand when I’m sick. The ones who keep my secrets. Friends who demand the best of me. (I am a fan of casual and/or formal acquaintances, too.) I’m very proud to say that there are seven cities in the world (Montreal, Toronto, Vancouver, Las Vegas, LA, NYC & Paris) where I can go to see my best friends. I think the people I really love know that I love them. When I feel down, my friends (& family) are all that really matters. It’s the only reason why I’m here. Maybe I sound like I’m bragging. But after spending the weekend with one of my very best friends, & looking forward to tomorrow night when some girlfriends come over to watch “The Bachelor” (a weekly event) I feel very appreciative.

I guess what I’m saying is, thank you for being a friend.