I was talking with my friend on the phone the other day, and he mentioned that he enjoyed reading my article about siblings. He then suggested that I write something about what a great friend he was.
After I got done laughing and then telling him that his shameless efforts to have a special article about him will never come to fruition. I started to think…
…maybe he was right.
I live in California now. But, I am originally from New York. So…most of my friends live back on the East Coast. And when I say most. I mean… pretty much all of them.
This particular friend has been my buddy for over 30 years. We are very different from one another. And, we have lived in separate cities, states, or countries for the better part of our adult lives. Yet, he is still my very good friend. And he probably will be until the day I die.
There is something to be said about that kind of friendship. One that is timeless. In fact, I have several very good friends that I consider life-long pals. And they know who they are. These particular friends of mine are loyal, trustworthy, and most of all – they are good people.
Now that I am a grown-up. A fact that I can no longer deny. It is harder to meet true friends. A lot of people in their adult years have no interest or time to meet new friends. Or they have an agenda, and once you have fulfilled their agenda, they move on. Or, they are just plain and simple users. Only being your friend until you give them what they seek.
But…along the way. Whether it be when you are 10, 30 or 70 years old. You meet certain kindred spirits.
Guys and gals that truly get…where you’re coming from…and what you have to offer.
These people are unique. And, today, I want to thank them, and let them know that I recognize how special they are.