Friendships

I found myself thinking about her, the friend I once had whose friendship meant a lot to me. Ours wasn't a friendship that started out all rosy but when it kicked in, it was wonderful. The happy, the sad, the laughter, the tears; we were there for each other through it all. 

There are times however, in most friendships, when an act or a word changes the whole dynamic. And from then on forward the friendship either struggles and makes it through or like a dying engine, chortles, gasps for breath then dies. 

We are here now. 

Is it struggling or chortling and gasping for breath? 

That eludes me. 

Time will tell...

So, this led me to ask [myself] what is the essence of friendship? What is it that makes you say 'this is my good friend'? What does this person do that lets you know this person is real and no matter what happens this is the one person in the world who will stand by my side doesn't matter which way the wind is blowing? What makes this friendship last... is it the value you add into each other's life, the experiences you have together?

Well, I shall offer no answers but I shall go ahead and continue this process of re-evaluating my friendships!