I learned that we don’t need to be perfect or similar to be accepted and loved. We can form meaningful connections doing fun stuff or walking through the dark chapters of life. We may be physically separated by space and the passage of years. But when we see each other again, it’s like picking up a conversation from yesterday.
A dear friend gave me a card with these words from Maya Angelou, “When I am in your company,I not only learn more about you. I learn more about myself. ” That’s what my friends do. They inspire me to keep on becoming a better version of me.
My best friends continue to teach me that love, laughter, tragedy, sickness, adventure, hope, and hardship…it is all a part of being a friend.
They love you for ALL of your parts | the good | the bad | the ugly | – and will even risk your friendship with honesty about all the important things!
My best friend is my husband. He’s taught me to face my fears and be honest. Those who love you can handle your issues because of their love. That’s why they wanted to be around you in the first place. He also taught me the incredible power of regular kindness. There’s nothing selfish about genuine kindness. When you give it to someone else, it brings out the best in you. When you receive it, you can’t help but become appreciative on some level.
His kindness means that he never complains when I cook something poorly. It also comes out when we have chores to get done around our home, which happens every day. Once I learned how to receive his kindness, I wanted to become a kinder person myself. It’s amazing.
I’ve learned there is no such a phenomenon as “best friend”.
What I learned from my best friends is the fact that the bottom line of friendship is acceptance. Humans are flawed creatures, and so we are relieved when another human accepts us for who we are, eccentricities included.
One of the best parts of finding friends is that you naturally click when you meet. Yes, there will be differences of opinions and ideas, but because you are friends, there will be meeting grounds. There will be allowances to make way for the other’s beliefs and ideals they hold very dearly to their hearts.
Through my friends, my fears are validated, my aspirations confirmed, and my beliefs accepted. I can’t imagine going through life without my friends. They make things lighter.
My best friends are the people who are willing to sacrifice their lives for me, and will let me do the same for them.
I have learned to always keep them closer than anyone else simply because we know, like, and trust each other more than anyone else.
I’ve known my best friend Susannah since the second grade. We’ve gone through many ups and downs together, and we’ve lived across the country from each other for much of our adult life. But if there’s one thing I’ve learn from Su, it’s that I’m not alone.
No matter how long it’s been since we’ve seen each other, or how much our lives have changed, we can just fall right back into being “Su and Jul” when we’re together. She’s one of the few people I feel totally comfortable confiding in, and I know I can count on her to be there for me – no matter what. She’s about to become a mom in a few months, and I can’t wait to meet her little one and share our experiences of parenthood together.
One of the great things with friends is that they accept us the way we are, and we accept them the way they are. So, when with friends, one just need to be the way he/she is. No faking around. Friends allow us to be just us. And then, we start to learn from each other passively.
I have learned from my best friend, to be a fighter. A kind of ‘never-say-die’ attitude. In life, we are destined to go through various phases of successes and failures. But we mustn’t quit. Hanging on is important. Trying hard constantly will only help us.
The most important thing I’ve learned, without a shadow of a doubt, is that it’s ok to be who you are. That it’s fun to be who you are. It makes you happy.
I sometimes used to hide who I really was. Out of fear. Fear of judgement, mainly. My college roommate, Jayme, never had this problem. He was who he was and to hell with anyone else. He was “bullied” at college for this. He did stuff that wasn’t deemed “normal” by the popular kids, so they resorted to bullying him, sometimes physically. Did he ever stop being who he was? No. No way. And I suspect the reason he didn’t stop was because he was proud of who he was. And why shouldn’t he be?
I always admired him for this. I wasn’t as strong. I’d do my best to fit in no matter what, lots of time to the detriment of myself. I’d do things that I didn’t really want to do. Things that were out of character. It’s only recently that I’ve truly recognised how much I admired Jayme and how much he helped me without even knowing.
So, Jayme: thanks dude. I love you.