Letters to Myself: Entry Twelve
Prompt: What does friendship mean to me?
Friendship is one of the most beautiful threads that weaves through every season of life. Some friends walk beside us daily, others drift in and out, and a few remain steady across decades and distance. No matter the form, true friendship reminds us of our shared humanity, and that even when paths diverge, good people always find their way back to one another.
Answer to the prompt:
Friendship is one of the greatest treasures we get to experience in this life. The older I become, the more I realize how deeply I rely on the people around me. The ones who bring connection, laughter, honesty, and love.
Friendship spreads wide and far. You can find it in unexpected places: with pets, strangers, coworkers, even fleeting moments of kindness that remind you of our shared humanity. But the most enduring friendships, the ones that last through seasons and distance, are what truly anchor us. These are the friends you might not talk to every day, but when you do, it feels like no time has passed at all.
For me, one of those friends is someone I’ve known since birth. We rarely see each other now, but when we reconnect, it’s effortless. I’ve watched her grow through challenges, celebrated her joys, and felt comfort in knowing she’s always there, even if she’s far away. That’s the beauty of friendship: it doesn’t fade with distance, it deepens with time.
But friendship isn’t just about the people we’ve known forever. It’s also about those who walk with us in the present, friends who show up in our everyday lives, through moments both ordinary and extraordinary. Life changes quickly and often, sometimes in ways we expect and sometimes in ways we don’t. But true friends are the ones who meet you in those changes and remind you that you’re not alone.
One of my favorite reminders of this comes from the film Nomadland (2020), where a nomad says, “I’ll see you down the road.” That line has always stayed with me. It captures the truth that friendships don’t really end. Even if people drift away for a time, the bond remains. Sometimes, all it takes is reaching out, sending a message, or starting a conversation again to bring it back to life.
Friendship has also taught me to embrace honesty. Good friends don’t just tell you what you want to hear, they tell you the truth, even when it’s hard, because they care enough to want the best for you. Those are the people worth holding onto tightly.
And lastly, friendship reminds us to make space for the new. As much as I cherish the old bonds, life is too full of opportunity not to welcome new people, new perspectives, and new relationships. There’s always room for more connection, more kindness, and more good people.
At the end of the day, my mantra is simple: good people help other good people. My friends are my good people. No matter the distance, no matter the season, I’ll always carry them with me, and I hope I never stop finding more along the way.
This post is part of my "Letters to Myself" series — a weekly free-write blog where I explore personal growth, curiosity, and healing through simple prompts. Sometimes reflective, sometimes fun, but always real. Thank you for being here.
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