Monday, August 31, 2009

Who are your friends?

You never know who your friends are. Not really.

They say, "A friend in need is a friend indeed".

It means, when you're down and out... your real friends rise to the surface.

I only have a small handfull of friends. People I would do anything for, help move, paint their house...that kind of thing. Things no body wants to do.

But I have a couple. For some reason they tolerate me, my frequent absences and quirkly behavior. To say I love them for it, is an understatement.

I have a friend. His name is Rick. If you'd asked me 15 years ago I would not have counted him among them. But as time goes on, I find a new appreciation for him and yes, his friendship.

After all, he was the one who rescued my phone from the cab driver in Long Beach after The King stranded me there. I'll never forget it.

He took me to a concert the other night. I know the only reason he asked is because there was not another soul available but, for some reason, I don't care. When you're friends, you don't care. It's not the same thing as a relationship.

Relationships come and go. Friends are forever.

Love ya,


Senorita said...

I don't have a lot of friends, but I do have a handful of people I could trust.

As time goes on, you really do discover who your true friends are. Sometimes people you least expect to be your true friend shine through in a time of need.

Charmaine said...

Ain't it the truth. said...


Since yer post is about friends, then this video is for you:

(Hey, I've got a two-year old. Cut me some slack.)


Eat Well. Live Well.

Charmaine said...

My arms ARE skinny.