I have a fair amount of friends through the years. Some have stayed and some have gone. There is a poem about friends for a reason, season or lifetime.
People come into your life for a reason, a season or a lifetime. When you figure out which one it is, you will know what to do for each person.
When someone is in your life for a REASON, it is usually to meet a need you have expressed. They have come to assist you through a difficulty; to provide you with guidance and support; to aid you physically, emotionally or spiritually. They may seem like a godsend, and they are. They are there for the reason you need them to be.
Then, without any wrongdoing on your part or at an inconvenient time, this person will say or do something to bring the relationship to an end. Sometimes they die. Sometimes they walk away. Sometimes they act up and force you to take a stand. What we must realize is that our need has been met, our desire fulfilled; their work is done. The prayer you sent up has been answered and now it is time to move on.
Some people come into your life for a SEASON, because your turn has come to share, grow or learn. They bring you an experience of peace or make you laugh. They may teach you something you have never done. They usually give you an unbelievable amount of joy. Believe it. It is real. But only for a season.
LIFETIME relationships teach you lifetime lessons; things you must build upon in order to have a solid emotional foundation. Your job is to accept the lesson, love the person, and put what you have learned to use in all other relationships and areas of your life. It is said that love is blind but friendship is clairvoyant.
— Author Unknown
My best friend of all is my husband. He has to be. We have been married 24 years this October. He has been with me through all the hard times, bad times, good times and knows how to make me laugh.
My first and longest friend I have known since I was 3. We grew up together and know a lot about each other. We hung out with different crowds during school but always remained close. We have laughed and cried together. She was there for me when my grandparents died and much more. I know she will always be there for me no matter what. I love her like a sister and she has some great kids to brag about.
My second longest friends lives in Ohio. I have had arguments with them and said things (at the time) I didn’t mean. I was undiagnosed and could go through mood swings or crashes. They have always been there even when I was being a jerk. I’m sorry for that. I wish I knew then what I know now and maybe it would have been better. They are still here for me and I plan to make a trip up to Ohio to visit them and repair any damage I have done. I know it is all water under the bridge and I’m sorry for the things I have done or said. At least we still talk through Facebook.
My other friends live the furthest from me in Arizona. They actually got married to each other and are my kids Godparents (even though, now, my kids are all grown). They have adorable kids and I love them dearly. I’m terrible at remembering birthdays and sending cards. Maybe this year I can make more of an effort to do that. They were there for me when I crashed and was diagnosed with bipolar. They could always cheer me up. I’m afraid they will forget about me as we don’t talk as much as we used to. I love them dearly. She was always good about bringing the competitiveness out in me and he would talk sports and other things that a brother and sister would talk about.
My last closest friend, we only got to know each other in a short time, but we became close as we had a lot in common. We shared the same beliefs and could talk about anything. I wish I could have stayed longer and strengthened the friendship. Hopefully one day we will get together and spend some time catching up.
I miss all of them and love them all dearly. They will always hold a special place in my heart. I don’t think I will ever find any others like them. It is so hard to pick up the phone and call. I know that just hearing their voice will life my spirits. I always feel better afterwards but have a really hard time doing so. I know it is important to my recovery and making things better in my life. Maybe, one day soon, I can just pick up the phone and call. Or text even. I do like to text as sometimes it is easier for me.
If you are out there feeling alone, it is okay to reach out to someone. Asking for help is not a sign of weakness, but a sign of strength. I have reached out in times of trouble and I, also, have God on my side. He is the reason I am still here today. So, if you are out there and have a friend you haven’t talked to in a while, pick up the phone. You will be glad you did. Stay strong.
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