Monday, July 2, 2012

More than one best freind works for me

I remember once my brother telling me I could not have more than one best friend.  I remember arguing with him about it then and I stand by my argument now.  I firmly believe a person can have more than one best friend.  I am lucky enough to have three.  Each of my three best friends is best for different reasons at different times for different purposes.  While all three are significantly different, all three has similar morals, faiths and basic decency.  They are all a part of me.  Each one of them adds something to my personal life and makes me who I am.

Here is why they are best – in no particular order (or order of length I have known them).

Best friend number one.  He is the sole reason I believe men & women can be friends.  We are friends at the deepest level.  At times, he is my conscience, my guide and my protector.  He tends to know better than I that something is “up” with me.  He notices when I change hair colors.   He is the constant make you think and laugh freind.

Best friend number two.  She has been around the block.  She is older, has a different view on life and is so different now than when we first met.  She is the married, reserved and balanced one.  She is loving and kind and protective to a fault.  She never hesitates to tell me when I am wrong or doing the wrong thing – yet she let’s me fail on my own with out saying I told you so.  We can talk about anything, and usually do.  We may go weeks or months without talking but I know we can pick up right where we left off with out skipping a step.  She is the hang out at home and laugh all night friend.

Best friend number three, the newest addition to my collection.  She taught me how to make a fist.  She is tough & strong and sensitive all at the same time.  She is courageous and fun and is never a cause for drama.   She is the youngest of my friends and is most like me.  We have more in common that BFF’s 1 & 2 yet we are also the most different.  She is the hang out at home, head to the bar or hit a concert but always laugh friend.

All of my best friends are my bests for a reason.  I love them all with all of my heart and if I don’t get to see them or talk to them it hurts down deep.  I miss them.  Without the influence of these three and the many other best friends of the past, I would not be who I am today. I am grateful to them all.




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