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Love and Friends

The SoberLady has learned that while we lived in our disease we did not treat our friends very well. Today we are trying to change that situation. Love and Friends will be Guides, Posts and Shares on how to better handle our relationships with our friends, how to be better friends and how to help our friends as much as they help us.

 

Friendship
BB Of Faith

It is said that love is blind. Friendship, however, is clairvoyant.
~ Phillipe Soupault

A friend, a real friend, someone you love and trust, is going to tell you all
the things you do not want to know about yourself. A friend tells you when
you are right and helps you understand how you could be wrong. A friend will
yell and scream, but when you need them, they are there.

A friend is someone you cannot and do not lie to. They know your secrets and
hold them in confidence. A friend never judges, yet will let you know when
you are doing it "again." A friend sees your mistakes and, without covering
them up, steers you in another direction.

A friend pushes you, shoves you and drives you real hard. Just when you think
you are about to break, they whip out the Band-Aids, patch you up and start
pushing again. A friend always says things that make no sense until you hear
a stranger say the same thing. A friend is someone you can look at and see
yourself and know you are really going to be all right.

When I see my friend, I see myself.

This Day

I may never see tomorrow; there's no written guarantee
And things that happened yesterday belong to history.
I cannot predict the future, I cannot change the past,
I have just the present moments, I must treat them as my last.
I must use this moment wisely for it soon will pass away,
And be lost forever, as part of yesterday.
I must exercise compassion, help the fallen to their feet.
Be a friend unto the friendless, make an empty life complete.
The unkind things I do today may never be undone,
And friendships that I fail to win may nevermore be won.
I may not have another chance on bended knee to pray,
And I thank God with a humble heart for giving me this day.

-Author Unknown
 
 
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 first grade your idea of a good friend was the person who went to the bathroom with you and held your hand as you walked through the scary halls.    
 
In second grade your idea of a good friend was the person who helped you stand up to the class bully.    
 
In third grade your idea of a good friend was the person who shared their lunch with you when you forgot yours on the bus.
 
In fourth grade your idea of a good friend was the person who was willing to switch square dancing partners in gym so you wouldn't have to be stuck do-si-do-ing with Nasty Nick or Smelly Susan.    
 
In fifth grade your idea of a friend was the person who saved a seat on the back of the bus for you    
 
In sixth grade your idea of a friend was the person who went up to Nick or Susan, your new crush, and asked them to dance with you, so that if they said no you wouldn't have to be embarrassed.
 
In seventh grade your idea of a friend was the person who let you copy the social studies homework from the night before that you had.    
 
In eighth grade your idea of a good friend was the person who helped you pack up your stuffed animals and old baseball but didn't laugh at you when you finished and broke out into tears.    
 
In ninth grade your idea of a good friend was the person who would go to a party thrown by a senior so you wouldn't wind up being the only freshman there.    
 
In tenth grade your idea of a good friend was the person who changed their schedule so you would have someone to sit with at lunch.    
 
In eleventh grade 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 Glenn] or Susan, and found you a date to the prom.    
 
In twelfth grade your idea of a good friend was the person who helped you pick out a college/university, assured you that you would get into that college/university, helped you deal with your parents who were having a hard time adjusting to the idea of letting you go...    
 
At graduation your idea of a good friend was the person who was crying on the inside but managed the biggest smile one could give as they congratulated you.    
 
The summer after twelfth grade your idea of a good friend was the person who helped you clean up the bottles from that party, helped you sneak out of the house when you just couldn't deal with your parents, assured you that now that you and Nick or you and Susan were back together, you could make it through anything, helped you pack up for university and just silently hugged you as you looked through blurry eyes at 18 years of memories you were leaving behind, and finally on those last days of childhood, went out of their way to give you reassurance that you would make it in college as well as you had these past 18 years, and most importantly sent you off to college knowing you were loved.    
 
Now, your idea of a good friend is still the person who gives you the better of the two choices, holds 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!     
 
[crying yet? oh there's more]    
 
Thank you for being a friend. 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.    
 
If you love someone, tell them. Remember always to say what you mean.    
 
Never be afraid to express yourself. Take this opportunity to tell someone what they mean to you. Seize the day and have no regrets.    
 
Most importantly, stay close to your friends and family, for they have helped make you the person that you are today and are what you are.    
 
The difference between expressing love and having regrets is that the regrets may stay around forever.