It’s Friday and I’m thinking about friendship. Thanking God for friendship, really.
Do you remember the days when you would write B/F/F at the bottom of letters that you passed in class? I remember some girls changing B/F/F’s more often than their clothes. And I’ve known some school-made B/F/F’s to last a lifetime. My mom’s elementary B/F/F is her B/F/F to this day.
It’s easy to try to categorize your friendships and try to make them fit into an elementary B/F/F mold when nothing about life is elementary any more. I did this for a long time. I didn’t realize what I’ve kind of always known about myself . . .