Since she was old enough to ask the questions, Iz has always been fascinated with the different stories of my life, but the one story that has captured her attention the most is the story of my “Sister”- my Best Friend. It is a friendship I have carried in my heart for 35 years and know it will carry me to the end of my life. The other day Iz and I were sitting on a comfy couch waiting for her brother to finish his guitar lesson.
As we sat there she asked me to tell her my forever friend story. After telling her my story, AGAIN, I decided to ask her a few questions on what sisterhood meant to her. “Well,” she said, taking in a deep breath (she was getting serious), “I think it means having someone in your life that you can have fun with. They don’t have to be in your family to be your sister, it means being a good friend, being grateful and respectful, it means talking to them when you are happy and when you are sad. It means finding someone you can be cool with, together.”
We sat there a little longer and her list kept growing and growing. I was certain she had hit the nail on the head. She went on to tell me that with some friends “you just know in here (pointing to her heart) that they are going to be your forever friend, that’s why its important to keep your eyes open all the time”. I sat there engulfed in her dialogue.
Our conversation made me realize one very important part of friendship that I had somehow overlooked. Maybe not all friends are meant to last forever. I mean realistically how can they? Maybe we try too hard to keep all of our friends even though some friends just change or stop bringing out the best in us. We grow apart without being able to find our way back. Maybe we need these transient friendships that don’t last to help us sift through the messiness of life in order to get to the heart of what really matters? To help us recognize the friendships that do mean the most to us, the one’s worth holding on to forever. Thanks Iz for teaching me something new.