Your Closest Friend
Published by Mistic under New Age, Personal, Spirituality on August 31, 2007Human beings are so flawed. We all have our little quirks and imperfections. My best friend in the world is a person who is not perfect, but I adore her dearly. Because I didn’t have a close family due to dysfunction, I’ve always leaned on my friends. But a closeness to someone that is not blood related who can finish your sentences, who accepts you for all your flaws, and knows you inside and out is rare. I was pondering it today about my best friend after she did something very insignificant.
We’ve known each other for over 25 years now and in that time we have never had a fight. Sure, we’ve had our differences but we’ve never had to argue because we’re both so capable of discussing things through. Even when we were 14 yrs old we didn’t argue. Sometimes we have had to accept that we just disagree on something, but then we’re able to move onward. We’ve even been able to spend time apart without anger or grudges then communicate once again and not have any distance between us. We even defined the meaning of friend the same way.
I’ve known my best friend since school. We grew up together literally. When we’d discuss our teen nieces for instance, we both realized how lucky we were that we were so close at their age. Both my niece and hers were cheated out of that special bond of just being girlfriends for various reasons. We literally experienced everything together so we always had one another, and we never felt alone.
I remember one occasion that we both got in trouble in high school. Yes, we did something bad and got called to the principal’s office. The old good cop and bad cop technique was used on us individually. We were caught right away and we never even discussed what our stories would be. Yet, we were so fiercely loyal to one another we ended up not being punished, because we covered for each other. We knew exactly what the other would say, we just knew each other that well that we could not be cracked under pressure. Over time we grew up thank goodness, and grew out of the bad things, but that closeness has stood all this time. There is a huge difference between loyalty and longevity and one loyal friend is worth more than 100 relatives.
My husband and I are considering moving and buying a bigger home. We’ve out grown this house and we’re making a lot more money now so it’s just time to transition into something better. My best girl friend is thrilled and wants me to move closer to her which is legitimately possible. She had found a house online for me she said when she called. She said a bit about it but I went online to view it myself.
She knows me so well she had selected exactly my taste, my desires, and even the perfect price range. I never told her this stuff outright she just knows me that well. She knew exactly what I’d like. While I loved the house it was her knowing me that stuck to my bones. That’s the part I keep thinking about. The littlest things in life are the best, and even mean the most, probably especially so when you take them for granted.
Your closest friend will give back to you what give to them. Today my friend gave me something much more special then the search for a house. She reminded me that no one knows me like she does.
This is a fascinating book that I highly suggest.
Friendshifts: The Power of Friendship and How It Shapes Our Lives
Be sure to check it out.






