Angel posted an entry today about what she expects in a friend, such as empathy and humor.
I thought I’d mix it up a bit and write about what my friends are as a way of showing my gratitude, and reminding myself of how lucky I am when times get tough between us.
No matter what music I like, or what I choose to do with my life, my friends will always accept it.
- Even if they don’t agree with it, they won’t hold it against me.
In the past couple of years I’ve been through a lot, and my friends have been there every step of the way.
- From something as simple as motivating me when I want to lose weight, to something as complex as helping me get through my therapy. I’m still not there, but I know that if I hit a stumbling block they’ll be there to pick me back up.
Never have I needed to be cared for as much as I have this past year. When Sophie died my world collapsed around me, and my friends dropped everything to be by my side. They sent me a bunch of flowers and a teddy bear just to let me know that they were thinking of me, and a few of them attended her funeral with me.
- Even now, when I’m having a rough day, they still show the same amount of care and understanding as they did back in August when it happened.
My friends make me laugh like nobody else in the world, and my dad is pretty funny y’know. We have our own, often very personal, in jokes and we find the most obscure things funny but when you’re laughing with them, you feel like you’re the only ones in the world having that much fun at that moment.
If we have a problem, we tell. Sometimes not right away, and sometimes the problems build up into something much bigger, but when the time is right we will air our grievances. Often a war of words will occur, but once it’s over then it’s done. It doesn’t drag on.
- On the opposite end of the spectrum, we’re open about our problems. We’ll talk about sex. We’ll talk about family problems. We’ll talk about our feelings And we won’t think about it before we do it, because there isn’t the need to.
None of my friends are the same, and I’m included in that. We meet in the middle on some things, but personality-wise we’re very different. One of my friends is married, one of my friends is a social worker, one of my friends is helping her mum to battle cancer, one of my friends likes to carry toothpicks on her at all times, one of my friends is a nurse, and one of my friends hits me when she’s drunk. Does it matter? Not in the slightest.
I may be stating the obvious here, but one of my favorite days of the year is my birthday. And everyone else’s birthday for that matter. My friends are so thoughtful when it comes to presents, and they must spend a great deal on everyone, it’s always a treat to open my presents and to see what other people get on their birthdays. Gifts are personal, they won’t just go out and buy something on a whim. They’ll spend time, and buy something they know you’ll like and that means something to you.
Once the above gifts are given, endless thanks are given. You’re hard work and kind words are appreciated, and remembered. Sometimes we’ll say how much we love a gift we received last year, or the year before. Generosity is never forgotten, and appreciation is never lacking.
Want to go to London for the weekend? Sure. Want to come to my house for a couple of days? Count me in. I must let you know at this point that all of us live in different areas of the country. It’s not a case of just walking round to their house and spending time with them. It requires a train ticket or a good amount of petrol, but I love how we’re able to say yes to things without even considering it sometimes. The biggest driving force behind any road trip is that we’re seeing each other at the other end.
No matter where you are, they will be there either in person or in spirit. We’re constantly messaging each other, or talking to each other on the phone, or sending e-mails to each other at work. They’re never not there in some shape or form.
Those 7 girls mean the world to me, they keep me sane (sometimes), they keep me insane (often), and no matter what has happened between us, and what will probably happen in the future, I’ll never find friends like them.