A great story about value of a true friend I read somewhere:
Many
years ago, after I got married I was sitting on a couch on a hot, humid day,
sipping frozen juice during a visit to my father.
As
I talked about adult life, marriage, responsibilities, and obligations, my
father thoughtfully stirred the ice cubes in his glass and cast a clear, sober
look at me.
"Never
forget your friends," he advised, "they will become more important as
you get older."
"Regardless
of how much you love your family and the children you happen to have, you will
always need friends.
Remember
to go out with them occasionally, do activities with them, call them ..."
"What
strange advice!" I Thought. "I just entered the married world, I am
an adult and surely my wife and the family that we will start will be
everything I need to make sense of my life."
Yet
I obeyed him; Kept in touch with my friends and annually increased their
number. Over the years, I became aware that my father knew what he was talking
about.
In
as much as time and nature carry out their designs and mysteries on a man,
friends were the bulwarks of his life.
After
50 years of life, here is what I learned:
Time
passes.
Life
goes on.
The
distance separates.
Children
grow up.
Children
cease to be children and become independent.
And
to the parents it breaks the heart but the children are separated of the
parents.
Jobs
come and go.
Illusions,
desires, attraction, sex ... weaken.
People
do not do what they should do.
The
heart breaks.
The
parents die.
Colleagues
forget the favors.
The
races are over.
When
we started this adventure called LIFE, we did not know of the incredible joys
or sorrows that were ahead.
But,
true friends are always there, no matter how long or how many miles they are.
A
TRUE friend is never more distant than the reach of a need, barring you,
intervening in your favor, waiting for you with open arms or blessing your
life.
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