a friendly thought.

My teacher said tonight that oftentimes our friends are more important than our families. Friends choose to love us. Friends choose to know us. Friends have no obligation to stay in our lives. So when they do... it means something.

How many times do we run to our friends?
How many times do our friends pick us up?
How many times do friends add signficance to our lives?
How many times do friends change who we are?

Friends, real friends, are essential to our lives. And I'm not talking about the superficial facebook kind, I'm talking about the kind who know us even when we're not sure we understand ourselves. The people who know our flaws. The ones who see us in our worst, understand our quirks, and share in our laughter. The friends who sometimes make the biggest difference in the smallest of ways.

In Charlotte's Web it says: "Friendship is one of the most satisfying things in the world."

Friendship is a choice. To be a friend should not be forced. Instead, it should be a natural desire. The most beautiful of friendships begin on a whim, and over time, come to reside within our souls. And this type of friend is worth whatever obstacles may come. Friendship is a choice.

How often do we choose to give up instead of fighting for a friend who has changed us? If our friends become our families when we leave home, how do we fight the inevitable changes that occur?

Paths diverge, but friendships don't have to.