Ode to Friends

A lovely lunch with two authentic women made me think about friendship. There are old friends and new friends. Friends from elementary school, high school, and college. Friends from new jobs and old ones. Friends from book clubs, supper clubs, nightclubs...friends from Facebook and twitter feeds. Friends of friends, friends of kids' friends, family friends. Friends from the neighborhood and friends miles away.

There are friends you tell anything to. Friends you share little with. Friends you would give your life for. Friends you know the real you and love you anyway. Friends you know the surface you and love that, too. Friends who have seen it all, and friends you see on various occasions. Friends who are wise, and some not so wise but can have a heck of a good time. Friends you've lost touch with and friends with whom you reconnect.

All of these friends loosely fit into a tribe, a tribe where you are the center, the trunk, the person from which these branches of friends grow. In this tribe, there are those who are of closer knit but yet you are all a part of this one big friendship tree.

Cheers to friends of all types.