I have more than one friend and I am always looking to meet new friends.
I have one friend, who is not as tall as all of my other friends.
She is a bit brash when we are alone together or in public. There is a constant demand to be the center of attention. That is, until she gets tired of being ignored then she will go off and sulk, or take some quiet time and nap.
We take meals together, we take walks together. I seem to always clean up after her, though. She has a serious side, but most times there is much play in her. I was quiet upset last year when there was an emergency, my thoughts were quite dark, about losing my friend as a result of this urgently needed and unexpected surgery. Any less of a surgeon and we would have lost her.
She survived, and the road to recovery was long. It has been almost a year, she is now back to normal. Out of respect for her privacy, I have not used her name. We travel together by car. Enjoying shared outings will, always bring great joy.
She is not young and in her middle age she takes good care of herself, and she is a confident communicator. Especially when things don't sounds just right, she lets her opinion be known.
There is a special place she fills, and I try to reassure ev er y day, that it is there when I leave and
I kept it hers when I was gone and until I return. Still I see the doubt in hers eyes when I go, she thinks I am never coming back, each time I leave alone.
I do each day return home, and though she may live for many more years, there will be a day, when I go, she will not look down from the top of the stairs. Then I will return, but she won't be waiting for me, there will be walks or runs that I will go on alone, as she won't be able to join me and lastly there will be car rides, that we normally share, that I will take alone.
I hope that she will know at that time that she has always been this mans' best friend.
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