More than 15 years ago, I was one of those teenagers who adored the word of friendship, more than anything “in the world”. My friends were my world. And I believed in something like ‘friendship will never end’. Ridiculous
Then I’m getting older. I have a family. I have kids. My priority changes. I began wondering about the meaning of friendship. The meaning of friends itself.
Some friends left rude comments to status in Facebook.
Some friends responded comments with a way that made me wonder… is it the same person I knew in the past?
Some friends simply forgot to keep in touch. With the same reason like me
Some friends disappeared.
Some friends are still nice, but that’s it.
We meet again, trying to reconnect. Then we find out the person has changed (of course!). It’s not the word of “friends” anymore, it’s about something more. What can you do for me now? How can I benefit from you? Do you worth my time?
Some people are lucky enough to have a community where they can still have their “real friends”. They won’t need to ask about this kind of thing, because they don’t have time to even think about that. They are busy with their friends, and *sometimes* people outside their ‘current friends’ often feel forgotten. Nothing wrong, just a fact of life.
Maybe we will be back to that ‘teenager friendship’ someday. When our kids get older and have their own life.
Miss you, my friends