“We don’t lose friends. We just learn who our real ones are.”
So very true eh? I’m 47 years old this year and have a handful of friends only – and that’s because I’m quite selective of who I become friends with. Many people only call you as a friend when they need you and once they don’t – they just never really care for you. Or there are also those who are so superficial and only wants to make use of you.
I was chatting with PB today and we two go together really well because we loved our privacy a lot and cannot seems to entertain a lot – we loved staying home and doing our own things – whether it is reading or watching a movie or just going on the internet. I don’t think we can have a house guest for too long or a renter in our home even though our basement is almost done.
As for myself – i’m willing to help anyone – but to get really closed to someone – than it takes a lot more than just curry favor me or the spouse – we just isn’t into it. Good friends are hard to find – and I’m very blessed that I have a few and that’s good enough for me. Plus, 47 yrs later – it’s family that never fails you – PB’s side of the family – they are always around during the most difficult time.