The last couple of weeks have been pretty trying. I’ve hit some pretty big potholes so to speak. There is a lot of work for me to do and honestly, as much as I’ll try and continue to write to my theme, there probably will be a bit more personal writing for a bit. I’m thinking it will have to be some of my therapy for a while. We shall see though, because some things are a bit too personal for me to post I think.
Anyway, I don’t have many friends here but I have the right ones around me when I need them. I’ve had my few friends here in Needles when I’ve needed them and I’m ever so grateful to have my friends in Colorado who I know I can trust, again when I need them the most. All of them have been a saving grace for me. The words of advice and simply the support they’ve provided has been exactly what I’ve needed.
I’m not sure what it is but I’ve been so blessed in my life to always come across some of the best people in my life. I’ve had so many good people come into my life at different times and all I can say is that I’ve been blessed that way. This world is filled with jerks, with people who are self-serving and don’t know how to care about others but I’ve managed to always find the right ones. My closest friends are people I know I can trust with my life. They don’t hesitate to help me and I wouldn’t hesitate to be there for them for anything.
Some of those friends are no longer with me on my journey. I’ve come to realize that sometimes some friends are meant to be around only for a period of time. I’m still grateful for having had them in my life, even if it was for a season. They still helped me through some tough times and I’ll always be appreciative and look back fondly on those great memories.
For me, friends have been the ones who have been there especially when family couldn’t be. I’m close with my parents and brother and as much as I’d like to be close with my sister, that’s not likely to happen. I have good relations with several members of my dad’s family and I’m fortunate to have those folks around also. In the end though, it’s been my friends who I know I can trust with my most intimate concerns. I don’t know what I would do if I didn’t have those special folks around to help me. I would be so lost.
I used to have a lot more friends. When I was in Denver, I was always talking to any number of people at any given time. I loved that! Now, I don’t have as many close friends but those who have stuck around have meant so much more to me. They’re the ones I fully trust and know that no matter how much I may screw up, they’ll support me. They may not like my decisions but I also know they won’t abandon me when I need a helping hand up from a dumb mistake I’ve just made. I hope they know that they can always count on me too. That’s what it means to be friends.
There’s an honesty there but it’s not about being brutal. It’s not about tearing a person down, it’s about being that warning or alarm when we need it. It’s about being our Jiminy Cricket – that little voice that helps to keep us planted. That’s so needed so many times. It always goes both ways. That’s something I truly treasure. It’s hard to find people who are reliable, honest, kind, caring and have such a wonderful sense of humor and I am so lucky to have so many of these folks around. I really don’t know why I’ve been so lucky this way, but who am I to complain?
Through all the laughter, the tears, hugs and more, I’ve had some of the best friends. I wouldn’t trade any of them for anything. I love you all and am so lucky to have you all in my world! Thank you!