Friendship isn't always easily described. The Eskimos, they say, have a hundred different words for snow. Unfortunately, the English language isn't quite as innovative, though it has vast opportunities to differentiate meaning. Certainly, Love is one of those opportunities. And so, too, is Friendship.
Instead of different words, however, we're stuck with simple adjectives. Close friend. Best friend. Childhood friend. Intimate friend. Trusted friend. Beloved friend. But whether you use adjectives or different words, few could deny the nearly infinite meaning in such a simple word.
Friends are special people. We can't pick our family, and we're sorely limited in the number of them at any rate. Society and mores (and often our own conscience) dictate we select a single mate. But our friends can be as diverse and infinite as the adjectives we choose. Our friends, in a very real sense, reflect the choices we make in life.
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Friendship...
friend·ship ( P ) Pronunciation Key (frndshp)n.
The quality or condition of being friends.
A friendly relationship: formed many new friendships over the summer.
Friendliness; good will: a policy of friendship toward other nations.
am I friendless? perhaps, do I feel friendless? what a difficult state, a psychological state... solitude? not quite. No, Not solitude, not with my eternal companion, who decided to come into my life on June 22, 2005... but what about all of those who said to be my friends? or that I probably labeled them as my friends? are they alive? do they know that I am alive?
Am I supposed to call or to drop a note to each and every one of them to let them know that I am here? that I exist?
I don't know if I am being fair, or maybe too unfair... with whom though? with myself? with my "friends"? just because I got tired of being the only one calling, the one contacting them... then if I don't call, if I don't say hi, I don't here from anyone, i feel friendless.
I guess no one cares, why should I?
GV
