Friendship is a Strange Thing

 We find ourselves telling each other the
 deepest details of our lives, things we
 don't even share with the families who
 raised us.

 But what is a friend?

 A confidant? A lover? A shoulder to cry on?
 An ear to listen? A heart to feel?

 A friend is all of these things and more.

 No matter where we met, no matter how long
 we've been together...I call you a friend.

 A word so small, yet so large in feeling,
 a word filled with emotion, a word
 overflowing with LOVE.

 Truly great things come in small packages.
 Once the package of friendship has been
 opened, it can never be closed.

 It is a constant always waiting...waiting
 to be read and enjoyed.

 We may have our disagreements. We may have
 our disappointments.

 We may argue. We may concern one another.

 Friendship is a unique bond that lasts
 through all tribulations.

 A part of each of us goes into our
 friendships, our humor, our experiences,
 our tears.

 Friendships are foundations, necessary for
 life and love.

 Friends you and me. You brought another
 friend and then there were three, started
 our group, a circle of friends, there is
 no beginning, there is no end.

 Even though I don't speak to you all
 everyday, or even as often as I would like
 to.

 You have all crossed my path of life in one
 way or another.

 Some of you I've only bumped into, some have
 walked a while with me, and some of you will
 continue to walk with me.

 DON'T EVER THINK FOR EVEN A SECOND that since
 we aren't in constant contact, that I don't
 think of you all, because if it wasn't for
 coming across all of YOU...

 who knows? I would be a completely different
 person and well...I'm happy with how I've
 turned out so far.