Idea of A Friend

In kindergarten your idea of a good friend was the person who:
-let you have the red crayon when all that was left was the ugly
black one.

In primary school your idea of a good friend was the person who:
-went to the bathroom with you;
-held your hand as you walked through the scary halls;
-helped you stand up to the class bully;
-shared their lunch with you when you forgot yours on the bus;
-saved a seat on the back of the bus for you;
-knew who you had a crush on and never understood why

In secondary school your idea of a good friend was the person who:
-let you copy the social studies homework;
-went to that "cool" party with you so you wouldn't wind up being the
only freshie there;
-did not let you lunch alone

In pre-university your idea of a good friend was the person who:
-gave you rides in their new car;
-convinced your parents that you shouldn't be grounded;
-consoled you when you broke up with Nick or Susan;
-found you a date to the prom or went to the prom with you (both without dates);
-helped you pick a university and assured you that you would get into
that university;
-helped you deal with your parents who were having a hard time letting you go

On the threshold of adulthood your idea of a good friend was the person who:
-was there when you just couldn't deal with your parents;
-assured you that now that you and Nick or you and Susan were back
together and you'll could make it through anything;
-just silently hugged you as you looked through blurry eyes at 18 years of memories;
-and reassured you that you would make it in university as well as you had these past 18 years;
-and most importantly sent you off to university knowing you were
loved

Now, your idea of a good friend is still the person who:
-gives you the better of the two choices,
-hold your hand when you're scared,
-helps you fight off those who try to take advantage of you,
-thinks of you at times when you are not there,
-reminds you of what you have forgotten,
-helps you put the past behind you but understands when you need to
hold on to it a little longer,
-stays with you so that you have confidence,
-goes out of their way to make time for you,
-helps you clear up your mistakes,
-helps you deal with pressure from others,
-smiles for you when they are sad,
-helps you become a better person, and most importantly loves you!

Pass this on to those friends of the past, and those of the future...and those you have met along the way.

No matter where we go or who we become, never forget who helped us get there. There's never a wrong time to pick up a phone or send a message telling your friends how much you miss them or how much you love them.

facts on friendship

Facts of Friendship

A simple friend has never seen you cry.
A real friend has shoulders soggy from your tears.

A simple friend doesn't know your parents' first names.
A real friend has their phone numbers in his address book.

A simple friend brings a bottle of wine to your party.
A real friend comes early to help you cook and clean.

A simple friend hates it when you call after he has gone to bed.
A real friend asks you why you took so long to call.

A simple friend seeks to talk with you about their problems.
A real friend seeks to help you with your problems.

A simple friend wonders about your romantic history.
A real friend could blackmail you with it.

A simple friend, when visiting, acts like a guest.
A real friend opens your refrigerator and helps himself.

A simple friend thinks the friendship is over when you have an argument.
A real friend knows that it's not a friendship until after you've had a fight.

A simple friend expects you to always be there for them.
A real friend expects to always be there for  you!

A simple friend will read and throw this letter away.
A real friend will keep sending it until he's sure it's been received.

Pass this on to anyone you care about....
if you get it back you have found your true friends.

William ShakesPeare

When to the session of sweet silent thought
I summon up remembrance of things past,
I sigh the lack of many a thing I sought,
And with old woes new wail my dear time's waste:
Then can I drown an eye, unused to flow,
For precious friends hid in death¹s dateless night,
And weep afresh love's long since cancelled woe,
And moan the expense of many a vanish¹d sight:
Then can I grieve at grievances foregone,
And heavily from woe to woe tell o'er
The sad account of fore-bemoaned moan,
Which I new pay as if not paid before.
But if the while I think on thee, dear friend,
All losses are restored and sorrows end.
William Shakespeare