Friendships are a quirky thing. Like a bizarre cousin of the romantic relationship; it can bring you a wild combination of joy, pain, challenge and love. It’s interesting to me to think about, not only the friendships, but the people that have come and gone (and sometimes come back again) in my life. Most of the time, the “gone” wasn’t by choice, it was just circumstance. No harm, no foul.
But it’s interesting to think about those who had that last goodbye, and why it felt that way. Did it mean the same to the other person? Were you the other person it didn’t really mean anything to? …what an interesting concept. Perhaps there is a certain type of human that is essentially prone to self destruct in any type of relationship. How silly of me, I know there is.
…I wrote the first part of this entry earlier in the year. It’s interesting to read through how your own mind processes moments in your life. Not good nor bad, just interesting. It has to be proof that we grow, to read something that we have written and almost not recognize it. Weird.
I still contemplate this topic often and have to wonder if other people do the same. Certainly most of them don’t. I know myself to be a deep thinker and realize that’s not the way most people exist. Well, I think most people can exist that way, they just choose not to. I believe that we all have the propensity to think deeply and we can make that choice to “go there”…but it’s a bit too vulnerable for most people. Anyway, that’s a topic for another day.
The real point is that friendships are interesting. I tend to observe a number of friendships that I have, friendships I used to have, friendships other people have or had, and even how they differ where I live now to back home, etc. I understand that there are a number of people in your life who are meant to be temporary. There are those to teach a lesson, present a challenge, help you grow, give you joy…and it’s fascinating to realize that’s all they are. Those positive (or negative) elements are all those people were ever supposed to be to you, and the world goes round. You might reminisce on moments that were bliss, that changed you forever…or perhaps reflect back to a moment you wish you’d acted differently and how that might even change the way that things exist now. Perhaps.
Then there are the friendships that come back around, and I think these are my favorite… because when they do, you know they will remain. It’s the kind where you don’t need to talk everyday but you know that’s not going to hinder anything between you. You understand and appreciate that friendship will ebb and flow but that it’s always going to exist in your life. Like a cosmic sister (or brother) that you can’t shake, and I love that.
I do however find that the number of those friendships becomes less and less as I get older, but that somehow makes sense to me. I think that as we age we know ourselves better; we know what we need, what we want, what is going to help us grow, what we will tolerate and what we won’t. Which means that some people just don’t fit…and that’s really truly okay. It just means that you’ll have more energy to put into those crazy genuine sisterhoods (or brotherhoods).