The nature of friendship seems to have shifted across the years. People we know at
work who are acquaintances we casually refer to as friends probably due to the flux and flow of life. Truer friends typically come from our distant
past; they may be far away and cherished. Of course, newly minted
friendships can be as valuable as those bonded in childhood.
“You'll make new friends and lose old ones,” someone once said.
“If you're really lucky, you'll have one true friend at the end.”
Some years ago while researching the unity of humanity or the strengths of
thoughtfulness or the value of friendship, I found several variants of the
The quotations were listed as anonymous, and attributed to cultures as disparate as the
Hebraic, Islam, Hinduism, and the Native American. Given that universality, here is
my take on the meaning of friendship that is worth bearing in mind:
A friend is someone we may pour out all the contents of our heart to, chaff and grain
together. We know that the gentlest of hands will take and sift it,
keeping what is worth keeping, and with a breath of kindness,
blow the rest away.