1. a person whom one knows well and is fond of
2. an ally, supporter or sympathizer." to be "friendly" is to be kindly, not hostile; amicable; supporting; helping.
That being said; I have a lot of people that I am "friendly" with. People I know and like and enjoy being around and talking with. But I have just a few close friends. My friends are not perfect - no more than I - but that just means we suit each other.
My best friend, my ally, supporter, confidant the one that is ALWAYS there. The person that forgives me when I do wrong, gives me advice, who loves me no matter what happens, is my Mom, Doris.
Mom encourages me, lifts me up when I am down. She listens to my complaints and grumblings with patience, even when those complaints are vain and selfish. She is my life teacher.
Me and my Mom, Doris
Now my best friend that isn't in my family but should be is Regina LaFevers Anderson. We met in first grade and were instant friends. We played under the craft table. She was always the kitten and I was always the Mommy. I guess being so much taller than everyone else in the class caused me to always be picked as the "mom". While we were in school she was always REgina.. never Gina.. I always had to put the RE in front or else. But since we have entered into the world of adults she has dropped the RE and goes by Gina.
We used to do everything together. We were in the same classes all the way up until 10th grade. You couldn't see one of us without the other. We got in trouble together and usually shared punishments. I remember getting in trouble for throwing food in the cafeteria and our punishment was to clean the tables and stack the chairs after lunch. And then there was the time we were in Washington D.C. and we got lost in the National Cathedral. Our group didn't know we were gone until they loaded the buses and did a head count. Gina had gotten sick and I went with her to the bathroom, there we met a nun who took us to her office so Gina could lie down. But we had neglected to tell our teachers. To make a short story shorter, our punishment was to stay in our Motel room while the rest of the group went to the national mall. But even punishment was fun with Gina.
She was the beautiful one, I was the tall, ungainly, clumbsy one. We grew apart and stopped seeing each other after high school, but have recently reconnected. We go out for a girls night out and chat often. She is the best part of my childhood, the one I have the best memories with. She is still beautiful and I am still tall and clumbsy.
Me and Gina
I love all my friends but My friend I love the best is my Husband, Wesely. He makes me laugh. I feel safe, protected and loved with Wesley. We always have something to talk about and enjoy spending time just talking. He holds my hand when we go out and hugs and kisses me every day. We like the same music and movies. He is a wonderful caring father to our boys and works too hard.
Wesley and our boys, Andrew and Eli
St. John Ervine once said:
"Friendship is the feeling you possess for a particular person as distinct from all other persons. It is a very beautiful and intimate and close relationship which is destroyed if it is bestowed casually. To be able to say that you have a friend is to know that there is one person to whom your affairs are as important as his own, on whose aid and counsel and affection you can count in all times of trouble and distress, to whose aid you will fly the moment you hear he needs your help.
It is impossible for any man or woman to feel like that for more than a few persons."
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