A Friendship Lost
Over the past year I’ve often said to myself “We aren’t 16
anymore, so we shouldn’t behave like it”.
I haven’t said it in reference to paryting, drinking, shopping, but very specifically to friendship.
One thing that I have learnt, in a very difficult way, is that friendships can grow quickly & can just as quickly die. Sometimes friendships just fade...we grow older, our circumstances & priorities change, our social circles expand or reduce, our attitudes alter, we move away, children & husbands intervene & in general life just happens.
This year I lost a friendship that was very special to me. My confidence has been knocked super low & I’ve been left feeling inadequate, depressed & quite frankly unworthy.
I have always known that I’m not the prettiest, trendiest, hippest, skinniest, most political correct person. Heck sometimes I can be a downright snob when it comes to my opinions & beliefs. But one thing is for sure, if I’m your friend, I’m your friend because I value you & I value your input into my life & into my being.
“If you can count your friends on more than one hand, then you really need to ask...are they all truly my friends?”
I haven’t said it in reference to paryting, drinking, shopping, but very specifically to friendship.
One thing that I have learnt, in a very difficult way, is that friendships can grow quickly & can just as quickly die. Sometimes friendships just fade...we grow older, our circumstances & priorities change, our social circles expand or reduce, our attitudes alter, we move away, children & husbands intervene & in general life just happens.
This year I lost a friendship that was very special to me. My confidence has been knocked super low & I’ve been left feeling inadequate, depressed & quite frankly unworthy.
I have always known that I’m not the prettiest, trendiest, hippest, skinniest, most political correct person. Heck sometimes I can be a downright snob when it comes to my opinions & beliefs. But one thing is for sure, if I’m your friend, I’m your friend because I value you & I value your input into my life & into my being.
Yet at the same time, the demise on this friendship has
given a wonderful insight into who I really am & what my true strengths
are. My trip to Bali was the final
catalyst in my realising what my truth worth is. And it is simply “I am worthy”.
A wise uncle said to me before Christmas, “If you can count
your friends on one hand, you are truly blessed & they are true friends,“If you can count your friends on more than one hand, then you really need to ask...are they all truly my friends?”
So to my very true friends I say “I love you, I value you,
thank you for making me a worthy part of your life”.
To my sister & my husband “Thank you for being the best
friends & listening ears & heart, a girl could ever want”.
To my lost friend...I wish you a life of happiness,
friendship & love.
Rudyard Kipling - 1895
IF
If you can keep your head when all about you
Are losing theirs and blaming it on you;
If you can trust yourself when all men doubt you,
But make allowance for their doubting too:
If you can wait and not be tired by waiting,
Or being lied about, don’t deal in lies,
Or being hated don’t give way to hating,
And yet don’t look too good, nor talk too wise;
Are losing theirs and blaming it on you;
If you can trust yourself when all men doubt you,
But make allowance for their doubting too:
If you can wait and not be tired by waiting,
Or being lied about, don’t deal in lies,
Or being hated don’t give way to hating,
And yet don’t look too good, nor talk too wise;
If you can dream—and not make dreams your master;
If you can think—and not make thoughts your aim,
If you can meet with Triumph and Disaster
And treat those two impostors just the same:
If you can bear to hear the truth you’ve spoken
Twisted by knaves to make a trap for fools,
Or watch the things you gave your life to, broken,
And stoop and build ’em up with worn-out tools;
If you can think—and not make thoughts your aim,
If you can meet with Triumph and Disaster
And treat those two impostors just the same:
If you can bear to hear the truth you’ve spoken
Twisted by knaves to make a trap for fools,
Or watch the things you gave your life to, broken,
And stoop and build ’em up with worn-out tools;
If you can make one heap of all your winnings
And risk it on one turn of pitch-and-toss,
And lose, and start again at your beginnings
And never breathe a word about your loss:
If you can force your heart and nerve and sinew
To serve your turn long after they are gone,
And so hold on when there is nothing in you
Except the Will which says to them: ‘Hold on!’
And risk it on one turn of pitch-and-toss,
And lose, and start again at your beginnings
And never breathe a word about your loss:
If you can force your heart and nerve and sinew
To serve your turn long after they are gone,
And so hold on when there is nothing in you
Except the Will which says to them: ‘Hold on!’
If you can talk with crowds and keep your virtue,
Or walk with Kings—nor lose the common touch,
If neither foes nor loving friends can hurt you,
If all men count with you, but none too much:
If you can fill the unforgiving minute
With sixty seconds’ worth of distance run,
Yours is the Earth and everything that’s in it,
And—which is more—you’ll be a Man, my son!
Or walk with Kings—nor lose the common touch,
If neither foes nor loving friends can hurt you,
If all men count with you, but none too much:
If you can fill the unforgiving minute
With sixty seconds’ worth of distance run,
Yours is the Earth and everything that’s in it,
And—which is more—you’ll be a Man, my son!
Rudyard Kipling - 1895
xxx
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