Today I was in battle with one of my best friends. We stood on the bridge that is our connection as we both set it ablaze with what seemed intent to destroy the very fiber that bonds us. But when that fire was extinguished, the bridge was undamaged, and we only had minor burns. When I went to sound the bridge after the fighting stopped I discovered that some of the steel had melted together more than it had been before, the bridge was actually stronger. This to me is the true meaning of friendship.
When you can get seriously angry at each other, calm down, and then talk through things to an acceptable norm. That is friendship. Today I experienced what it is truly like to hurt and be hurt in a trench-fight that seemed to be a last man standing for a while.
Our friendship is so strong it took the fire, the heat from the hot air that spewed from our mouths and the harsh words we thrust down our respective microphones. I am proud to say that I am blessed by whatever has more power than me that I have a friendship with someone that is this strong, that it can survive and continue to function, to live.
If you have a friend, someone you care about, and I am not saying someone you know, someone you trust, implicitly, someone that you know is going to look out for you no matter what, pick up the phone and call them, or send them an email, right now, tell them you appreciate your friendship, you appreciate that they put up with your weird quirky behavior, your ups, and downs and roundabouts.. because when you examine the forensics of it, that is what friendship is. When someone accepts you as an individual, with all the baggage that comes with you.
I am not claiming to know what friendship is for everyone, for anyone, but I know that I found out what it means to me today, and I will carry it with me forever.