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I really like See’s Candy.  I like to go into the store.  It reminds me of Michael’s grandmother and it’s special.  I suppose you can get candy anywhere and pay a lot less or get a larger amount, but I go to See’s.  Every time I pick up candy for Easter or Christmas I get a bag with a few pieces for me. Just those few pieces, that’s really all I need.  I’m sure it’s a quality over quantity thing.

Friendship by definition is the state of being attached to a person by feelings of affection or personal regard.

As with all definitions, that just barely skims the surface.  Friendships can be as important as shelter, home, a place of total comfort and understanding, or as simple as a drink after work, a book club or a party guest.

Complex or straightforward  we have all grown up being told that it is important to have friends. Facebook was built on this premise alone.  I have had periods in my life when I’ve had a lot of friends and times when I’ve had only a few.  I don’t have a Facebook, so I don’t have to report my friend count to the world each day, I don’t really keep track anymore.  Grade school is over for me and a few friends is fine.

I have friends that have known me since I had a really bad spiral perm and friends that I’ve only know for a few years.  Some have saved the day for me and some that I thought were friends have used and hurt me deeply.

I’m older and I’m more cautious now who I call my friend.  It’s not a title I hand out easily.  In fact, over the years I’ve come up with my own definition of a friend. What I look for, if you will…

A friend first and foremost makes me laugh.  They have a sense about the mood I am in and they can either commiserate with me or take my mind off the issue. A friend gets me and my quirks. They share their life with me and allow me to share mine.  Friends are honest and they call me on my crap.  Friends challenge me to either look at something a different way, or explore an area of myself I never thought existed.

Friends, the right friends, are a gift, a treasure.

I’m not a big fan of people that try to fit everything into a box.  It’s stifling and often makes those that don’t mesh feel ridiculous or stupid.  Friendship comes in many shapes and sizes.  Dogs, cats, parents, grandparents, coworkers, spouses, coaches, classmates, baristas, gym buddies, and even children can be friends.

That person that adds something to your life, that you’d miss if you didn’t talk to them anymore.  That person, no matter what shape or size, age or demographic is worth more than hundreds of so called “friends” on Facebook or a jumbo box of chocolates.

That’s all from the laundry room.  Giggle.

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