I have wonderful friends. I just have to say that.
I often forget how good it feels to have emotional support when I need it. Largely, it's because I forget to ask for it when I need it. I'm learning.
I have friends who remind me that making a bad decision does not make me a bad person, and that having selfish thoughts and desires doesn't make me a selfish person, even when I admit those thoughts and temporarily give in to those desires.
I have friends who remind me not to be dumb. I can tell my friends things that I want to do, but know I shouldn't...and they'll reinforce the reason I shoudn't, without judging me for wanting to. Sometimes, they'll even find ways for me to make the arguments myself...as much as I may hate it at the time. Forcing me to admit things I already know, and accept them...is something that only a good friend can do.
Having good friends is like having a good toolbox. Each friendship fills a different need. It's not reasonable to expect one friend to do everything. Some friends are like hammers (they'll beat on whatever or whoever needs it), others are like pliers (they help you get a grip), some are like screwdrivers (...we'll just leave that one alone...)and some are like multitools (good for a variety of needs, but not necessarily the best tool for a specific job.) I realized this last week how well stocked my toolbox actually is.
My friends...new, old, near, and far...showed me this week how blessed I really am.
I often forget how good it feels to have emotional support when I need it. Largely, it's because I forget to ask for it when I need it. I'm learning.
I have friends who remind me that making a bad decision does not make me a bad person, and that having selfish thoughts and desires doesn't make me a selfish person, even when I admit those thoughts and temporarily give in to those desires.
I have friends who remind me not to be dumb. I can tell my friends things that I want to do, but know I shouldn't...and they'll reinforce the reason I shoudn't, without judging me for wanting to. Sometimes, they'll even find ways for me to make the arguments myself...as much as I may hate it at the time. Forcing me to admit things I already know, and accept them...is something that only a good friend can do.
Having good friends is like having a good toolbox. Each friendship fills a different need. It's not reasonable to expect one friend to do everything. Some friends are like hammers (they'll beat on whatever or whoever needs it), others are like pliers (they help you get a grip), some are like screwdrivers (...we'll just leave that one alone...)and some are like multitools (good for a variety of needs, but not necessarily the best tool for a specific job.) I realized this last week how well stocked my toolbox actually is.
My friends...new, old, near, and far...showed me this week how blessed I really am.
Love you
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