Best Friends

I have always been able to count the number of friends I have on one hand, but I would rather have a few than many. True friends are hard to find, especially as we get older. Over the years, they tend to come and go life gets in the way and circumstances change. It is natural to grow apart with time and distance. When you find a best friend, this makes you treasure them even more. I’m lucky enough to say that I have three.

My best friends are in my life because they accept who I am and I can be myself around them without the fear of being judged. They support my dreams and are there to lift me up when I lose sight of my goals, encouraging me forward and believing in my gifts as I believe in theirs. They listen to my frustrations, hope and fears for as long as I need to them to and never complain. If there weren’t people like them in my life, I would have never found the courage to share my writing. In a way, I write for them as much as I write for myself.

My friends are different but they all share loyalty as a common trait. What a comforting feeling it is to know that you have someone to rely on no matter what you are going through. One of them lives far away, but that never stops here from being there to me. The strength of our relationship is such that we can sense what each other are feeling despite all of the miles that separate us. When we see each other after a couple of years apart, we are able to pick right up from where we left off. The best conversations tend to happen whether we are face to face or communicating over a computer screen, though having her right by my side is the better of these two worlds.

My best friends share their inspirations with me; they are my muses, my soft place to fall and the best part of my heart. If you have even one, cherish them. As the character Anne Shirley once said, they are ‘kindred spirits,’ someone with whom you share a powerful and irreplaceable connection.

To my best friends...who know who they are...I love you and I’ll always be here for you.