What makes a friend?

Lately, I've given a lot of thought to who my friends are. They have supported me, helped me move, bought groceries for us as I struggled these past few months. You name it, I've had it, and all because of you. Every time things seemed bleak, someone would step in and be my hero. I've been lucky in my life to have a large group of friends. And boy are they all different. Putting them in a room together would be most interesting - I should try that sometime. Hmmm, maybe not. What would the butcher and the vegetarian talk about? That would be one interesting seating chart...

I don't choose my friends because of our commonalities. I choose them for their unwavering love, the beauty we bring to each other's life, and the communal desire to be good people when we can, as imperfect as we are. They are actresses, athletes, marketing superstars, moms, warehouse managers and call center gurus. Some have masters degrees, others went to the school of hard knocks.

Recently it was time to tell a long time friend goodbye. I tried to do it in the nicest way possible, but her issues were just killing me. I was having to stand by and watch her make bad decisions and justify them by saying "she was in love".

But love, to me, doesn't come with this kind of price tag. Our interactions were becoming more and more painful. I was avoiding her, not calling back when she left messages. I even started avoiding places she'd frequent, just in case I'd run into her. I couldn't bear another "he didn't call me" tear-filled conversation.

After telling her I care deeply about her and wish her a good life, I told her I'm sorry but I just can't see continuing this friendship. She needs to find people that want to listen to her and are comfortable supporting her in the life she's chosen and that I can no longer do that. And it broke my heart a little to have to say goodbye.

So, as I sit here this Monday morning, I want to thank all of you who read and are my friends for letting me be a little part of your life. Although we may not believe in the same politics, dress the same way, live in the same city or share an income bracket, you're what gets me through the tough days. And make me smile on the good ones.

Today is a VERY good one. Wanna share?