Saluting with misty eyes
True friendship is hard to define, and an accurate description cannot be found in words. These jumbles of sounds cannot do justice to what we can find through platonic love.
I will totally agree with this... my best friend and I are the only ones who understand our relationship, even though she and I cannot put a name to it. We just know.
But one thing that haunts us all is that friendships do come to an end one way or another. If you disagree you have just not lived this life long enough. Either through death or some other unfortunate circumstance as relocation, all relationships come to an end.
My best friend (as described above) lived only about 3 miles from my house... we had coffee every Wednesday, visited each other constantly, chatted online and on the phone every day.
She got married and moved to a town that is about 90 minutes drive from here. Yet we chat on the phone and online several times a week; I travel down there every couple of months; she also travels every few months; we send e-cards and letters every month or so, and every "occasion" (birthdays, anniversaries, etc). When did distance ever become an issue with our relationship?
I have a friend that was called Home a couple of years ago. I still talk to him when I am attempting to figure out a difficulty in my life, and I still feel his influence in my life.
My best male friend lives a mere 6 miles from where I am currently typing this post... and he has dercided, for whatever reason, that it is too difficult to call, answer e-mails, return messages, or stop up to see how my life is going.
How did proximity save our relationship?
I submit that it is not distance measured linerally, yet a distance mesured emotionally that causes a relationship to fail... and the lack of interest in both participants to do the work required.
What would you attempt to do...if you knew you could not fail?.