I asked my five-year-old daughter a few days ago if she had a best friend at school. She named two girls. I asked her why and she said because they are nice to me and they like to share with me and we do everything together. I smiled at the simplicity of her answer and realized that the meaning of friendship grew as we traveled the many seasons that pass through our lives. In Kindergarten, friendship meant just that: sharing candies and dancing together. In High School, friendship meant sharing homework and keeping secrets shared at sleepovers about meaningless crushes and far-off dreams of when we grow up . But a husband and three kids later, after real life happened, I realized that friendship for me had acquired a whole new meaning.
I would say that I am one blessed woman to have gone through a chapter of my life recently where I have found the meaning of friendship. I had attempted to journey an experience involving a risk and that required determination. Although at the end, the finish line was not where I imagined it to be and my plans didn t roll out exactly as I had wanted it to, I am grateful to have seen my friends cheer me along the way until the end with their words of encouragements, their presence and most of all their big hearts that carried no judgments.
Honestly when we ask ourselves which person meant the world to us, we often find that it wasn t the ones who laughed with us at parties, or danced with us at celebrations, or even those who gave us advice or offered solutions to our problems. More often, we would find that it was those who shared our pains and touched our wounds with their warm and non-judgmental hands. I realize that the ones we truly appreciate are those with whom we can speak fearlessly on any subject even of our most foolish thoughts, the ones with whom we never have to weigh our words because we know that she will keep what is worth keeping and blow the rest away with kindness. I think that this quote says it best: The friend who can be silent with us in a moment of despair or confusion, who can stay with us in an hour of grief and bereavement, who can tolerate not knowing, not curing, not healing and face with us the reality of our powerlessness, that is a friend who cares.
So, if you ever find such a friend in your life, here is a gentle reminder to go out and celebrate that person. And the best way to celebrate is by being such a friend yourself, because a friend is one of the nicest thing you can have and one of the best things you can be!
Oh, and on that note, be sure to visit our Forever Friends Exhibition today at Plaza Indonesia. We ll be there only until tomorrow.
Have a great weekend!