friend: a person whom one knows and with whom one has a bond of mutual affection, typically exclusive of sexual or family relations (confidante, soul mate, workmate, ally, comrade, associate, pal, chum, bezzie, homie, bro, fidus Achates).
hello my joyful “friends?”
Had a hard time thinking of a pithy title for this one. Friends. Stirs up all kinds of thoughts, memories, conversations, some good, some not so good. Sometimes I think I don’t have many “friends”. I guess by definition I do. There’s a whole bunch of people in my life that I have a mutual bond of affection with. Couple of workmates, a pal or two, no soulmate, a fidus Achates? Gotta look that one up. But, how many of them do I see on a regular basis? Or, how many of them have I had an intimate conversation with recently? (intimate: very personal and private, shared secret knowledge). This month, I have two good friends, two people with whom I have had a personal and private conversation with. I know these two people “have my back”, no matter what.
I also have friends who I have known for a long time and trust. Most of them are women that have kids the same age as mine, we’ve known each other for 15 or 20 years. But, without the events, play dates, park outings, beach parties, we don’t see each other much any more. Let’s call them “historical friends”. I have 7 that I can think of right now. Two who I see more often, maybe every couple of weeks. Busy, we are all busy!
And then there are your furry friends! Always up for a good cuddle, always there when you need someone to talk to, who won’t judge you, who won’t try and give you advice, and who love you no matter what! Well, you gotta feed them, make sure they have water and a nice patch of grass, or in my case a nice clean box! I have two, Oreo and Paws. I’ll let you figure out which is which. I mean seriously, some people are making a fortune playing on our emotions. The internet was creating solely for viewing cute cat videos, right?
Then you have your work friends, church friends, club friends, neighbors (they get a special name, I guess because you never know…) and many other types of people you see or know on sight. I ran across this article, 4 Types of Friends where the author boils it down for us…must friends, trust friends, rust friends and just friends. Pretty funny! My friend Marie is pretty rusty, just turned 93. She wanted a coconut cream pie. Wow! She lives on a fixed income, has no kids, is very hard of hearing, and is one of the most grateful people I know.
Don’t even get me started on the “verb” friend. Friend is a noun, and if you do not participate in social media, that is as far as it goes. I am proud to say that I do not have a Facebook page. I do not look at anyone else’s Facebook page. I do not chat, except at the grocery store with my “just friends”, nor do I snap, unless there is a really good tune playing on the radio! I don’t do anything “instantly“, I move too slowly for that, what with the hammertoe and that pesky corn! And, the only “gram” I frequent is in cracker format when making a pie. I do make a mean key lime pie…oops, I feel a tangent coming on!
My point is that sometimes I feel lonely. Sometimes, I feel like talking to someone and there is no one around. Sometimes I feel sad and that no one cares. But those are just feelings. The joyful truth is that I have a whole bunch of people I know who would love to talk to me, who are probably feeling lonely too because they don’t think they have any “friends”. Get over your fear, friends! Fear of being rejected? Fear of looking silly, needy, or fearful of being judged? Well, get over it. I reached out to a friend last night and she said yes! She said, and I quote, “I love spending time with you.” Gulp! She’s a new friend, a good friend, and I know she has my back.
Then there is my big sis! I will admit, I am teary writing this. She is so special. She is always, and I mean, always, there for me. She has been my cheerleader during this renaissance period. She supports me even when she doesn’t agree with me. And, she’s also joyfullyaging’s biggest fan. She thinks I am “hilarious!” Of course, she had to clarify that statement by noting that I am “not funny at all in person!” Ouch! She is my best friend. She is my rusty, trusty, friend. There will never be another friend like her. I love you sis!
I end every day with a gratitude list. Today I am grateful for:
My friends, all of them
My family, shout out to my big sis
My readers, shout out to my big sis, and you Michael! (Michael liked one of my posts! Eeek!)
Have a joyful holiday weekend!