Laughter is the shortest distance between friends.
We'll be hanging out with our besties for the next four or five days, (Woo-HOO! which means I won't be online for a while.) and in anticipation of all the fun we're gonna have, it got me to thinking about friendship. What does it mean to be a friend? What does friendship mean to you? And do our expectations and criteria change over the years? (What a stupid question. Of course they do! When I was a kid, everybody was my best friend.)
Friends are the bacon bits in the salad bowl of life.
Good friends don't let you do stupid things... alone.
Remember the pinkie swears of youth, the shared secrets, and the oh-so-serious ritual of becoming blood sisters and brothers? I must confess, my girlfriend Caryl and I weren't all that keen about cutting ourselves, though. We were practically joined at the hip since we met in first grade, loved to sing together, and got into all kinds of fun mischief together for many years. So, by golly, we wanted to be blood sisters! But cut ourselves? Uh... no thanks. The guys could play mumblety-peg (Anybody remember that?) and slice themselves in the name of friendship with their ever-present pocket knives all they wanted, but us? Nuh-uh. We simply picked at our scabs until we got enough of a trickle to mix. (Hush! Same principle, right?)
Friends are people who know the song in your heart, and can sing it back to you when you forget the words.
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So sue me. I laughed. I laughed my silly arse off. And then I laughed some more. Diane, alas, failed to see the humor in the situation, and insisted on going back home. So, no dance. We went back home and watched TV. I learned right there and then how important it is for friends to laugh... together.
Now, before you judge me too harshly for laughing, this is the same Diane who helped break my parents' bed, and then took off like a scared rabbit and left me to deal with the mess by myself. Besides, if the seagull had pooped on me? I would have laughed just as hard. (Come on... it was funny!)
We are best friends. Always remember that if you fall, I will pick you up... after I finish laughing.
Best friends know how weird you are, but still choose to be seen with you in public.
No matter how old we are, whether we're very young and fervently declaring our status as best friends forever five minutes after we meet...
or teenagers filled with insecurities, and learning more about ourselves and the world, bonding over common interests and shared secrets...
or old codgers who've shared a lifetime of memories, and a lifetime of priceless friendship...
friendship is a vital part of our lives. As tasty as they may be, we don't need bacon bits on our salads, but we do need friends.
The friends we're gonna be with for the next four or five days? The bestest. We all get along; we all get each other. We'll play a lot of games, swap a lot of lies, and boyohboy, will we ever laugh. Forget sleep, though. We aren't likely to get a lot of that, because we always squeeze as much as we can out of our time together. Like the Mertzes and the Ricardos... (Guess I'm Ethel!)
Oh, and in case you're wondering, if a bird happens to poop on any of us, you can count on me. I'm gonna laugh. And even better? So will the other three...
How about you? When you hear the word friend, is there anyone in particular who immediately comes to mind? A childhood friend... a current friend... a blogging pal... a writing partner... or best of all... someone who's been your friend forever? Wanta tell us a little bit about that person?
Good friends are hard to find, harder to keep, and impossible to forget.
I'll be back to respond to you comments next week. (If I can stay awake...)
Until next time, take care of yourselves. And each other.