I seem to be reflective - a friend of mine has moved to Ontario - already almost a month ago (I started this post the day before she was leaving). She and I have not known one another very long (only a few years, really) yet I feel I have known her most of my adult life. It's odd really. There are very few people I truly connect with, or let in. I am sure some people let anyone in and maybe that's better, difficult to say; it's just not my way.
I was speaking with another friend of mine a few weeks ago and she was thinking about a play on words somehow ... friend and ship. What can be said about both?
Friends are people you trust, people you share your life with, in one form or another. A ship can be coming or leaving. So that is interesting. That's exactly what I eluded to earlier. Perhaps why this word was formed - people who you are close to (aka "friends") for a short time or a long time (aka "ships"). I'm sure there is an actual history to the word that I am not aware.
Basically, I am thoughtful and wonder why some people stay and some people step out of our lives or we leave them. We know we out grow people and they outgrow us. We all change as we age to a certain degree even though there is a core essence that remains.
I would like to celebrate the friendships that I've had throughout my life. Certainly there are many I have not seen for decades and likely will not ever see again. Yet, there are some who always remain. They know me, I know them, they trust me, I trust them, they help me, I help them, we laugh and we cry... together.
That is friendship...
