Senti Queen

Sometimes, I feel that the word “friend” is so overrated.  Some people use it to address mere strangers or even acquaintances.  Of course, there are classifications— close friend, best friend, special friend, good friend, or just plain and simple friend.

Mr. Oxford defines friend as a person with whom one has a bond of mutual affection.  Beyond that, we resort to the additional adjectives attached to the word friend already mentioned above. 

If I have to count my friends (excluding my confraternal brods and sisses and relatives) in my own definition and standards, I can say that I only have five friends so far in the truest sense of the word. 

These people have already proven their worth, intentionally or otherwise. They have earned my trust and respect regardless of the years that we’ve known each other.  Whether or not they feel and think the same way for me, it’s not really a question anymore of mutuality.

The true test of friendship, anyway, is accepting the person for what she or he is without expecting the same kind of treatment in return.  Real friendship never demands.  Rather, it always understands.