Looking back over my past week, I'm reminded of the friends that I have accumulated over the years and just how much they mean to me. I have only a few close friends, but I also have friendships right now that are blooming. I can honestly look back on my life, and I can count on my hand the friends that have been there for me through thick and thin, the ones that didn't care what I did or who I was. One of those friends is my very own sister. I know that we go for periods of time when we don't speak for a while, but we can usually pick up where we left off. It's actually been a whole year now since I've seen her face, but I still know in my heart that we are close no matter the distance. You see, it's not our earthly bodies that are close but our very own souls, the inner part of us, the real us. If you think about it, we have a side of us that will never die...that's the part that we will never lose, even in death. There are some families that grow apart, but I can look at my family and know in my heart that no matter how many miles separate us, we are still close. My dear brother is in Afghanistan right now, and it gets kind of scary when I don't hear from him in a couple of months...then he suddenly appears on the "radar" again. It's awesome to just "chat" even if it isn't in person.
I watch my own children, and I see a bond being formed between them. It's Chary and Bubba, friends forever! I know that they always do everything together, and that's the best kind of family, a family that forms a friendship, the only people that know the real you. I know that we each have our faults, but my family can look past that. We belong together, forever.
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