When people know you, when they really know you, it enriches your life so much. One of my best friends took me out for a belated birthday dinner tonight. We went to a charming Italian place with cozy booths, delectable food, and a hilarious server (that I dated over a decade ago) who entertained us with outlandish humour.
Through all the stories and laughter, the shared experiences and awkward memories, the fun trips planned for the future, I see the beauty in our connection. We connect over good food, visiting new restaurants, watching good theatre, and taking trips around this beautiful province. Within those activities is a bond of trust and familiarity, a relationship different from each of my other friendships. We can berate each other about who we're dating without getting offended, praise each other for our virtues without getting big heads.
As I get older (my sister likes to point out I am no longer in my early thirties but well into the mid-thirties) I appreciate each of my friendships for their uniqueness. We each play different roles in each others lives. I remember as a youngster, I would tell the exact same story to ten friends in one day. It was exhausting. Now I find I may have one person to discuss interior design with (wow, I really am getting older and more bourgeois) and one person to discuss lascivious dating details with.
Basically, if you're reading this, thank you for being a friend.