Have you ever thanked your friends for being, well...your friends? I find more and more that true friends are hard to come by, and even harder to make last. How many times I have met someone, only to find out in a few months (or years) down the road they they are not, and never were, a true friend. Or, worse, that someone who was once your true friend has slowly drifted apart, and poured salt on the wound by befriending someone new.
I must say, I've been struggling with this for some time. I have self-diagnosed myself with a combination of hightened self-awareness and too much busyness. I say self-awareness because as I get older, I find my standards have changed. I become less superficial. I care more about my family than friends. My friends have to think the same way in order to be my friend. But see, if they do have the same beliefs and standards, those priorities won't get in the way.
I also expect honesty and sincerity from my friends, only because I can't help but be the same way. If I see someone is mistreating you - no matter what your relationship with that person - I will tell you. If the basis of our relationship is based on anything other than truth, it can only last so long.
I recently had a friend's husband, who we were previously friends with, delete me on facebook because I'm being honest with his wife (my friend) about how he treats her. It is wrong, and I told her so. I think she needs to do something about it, and he doesn't like that very much. I don't care. Do I fear that this tension will soon jepordize my relationship with her? Yes. Is it worth it? Absoutely.
I refuse to compromise my standards and ethics out of fear.
I've learned that you cannot make someone love you. All you can do is be someone who can be loved. The rest is up to them. I've learned that no matter the consequences, those who are honest with themselves, get farther in life.
Thank you for being my friend.