Friendship is a strange thing....we find ourselves telling each other the deepest details of our lives...things we don't even share with our families who raised us...But what is a friend? A confidant? A lover? A fellow E-Mail junkie? A shoulder to cry on? an ear to listen? a heart to feel?...A friend is all these things...and more. No matter where or how we met,....I call you friend. A word so small...yet so large in feeling...a word filled with emotion. It is true, Great things do come in small packages.
Once the package of friendship has been opened, it can never be closed...it is a constant book always written...waiting to be read...and enjoyed.
We may have our disagreements...we may argue...we may concern one another... friendship is a unique bond that lasts through it all.... A part of me is put into my friends...some it is my humor...some it is my listening ear...some it is real life experiences...some it is my romanticism...but with all, it is friendship. Friendships forged are a construct stronger than steel built as a foundation....necessary for life...and necessary for love.
