‘All my friends are flakes’ I saw that on someone’s tee-shirt recently and I smiled because who doesn’t have a few flakes in their lives. And if you are lucky like me or unlucky depending on how you feel, none of them are ever happy for you. They will say they are, but actions speak—well louder than words. The friendship rules only apply so far and no further than I am successful or trying to become a success.
Do you have that someone in your life that pushes and encourages you to follow whatever thousand and one crazy dreams you may have? Who is that person, if you fail, they are there to say ‘okay what’s next on your list’ or ‘tell me what you have so far so we can brainstorm together? Hell, even making new friends nowadays is scary. Where are all the people that make genuine friends? Seek a friend before you need one, but how can I trust that when all my friends are…well you get the idea.
One is Silver the other is gold. Maybe I am getting too old. I am not looking for friends, but is it asking too much for people to be caring and thoughtful? Is it necessary to always be so vile and spiteful? That knife that you thoughtfully plunged in my back is healing now. Will I turn my back on you again, never?
I will celebrate and encourage you, catch you when you fall, and hold your hands when everyone else is afraid too. Hopefully, one day you will think about doing the same for me. That what’s friends are for.