Writing Prompt for Wednesday Stories 4/19/17
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April
13, 2017
Debb from Inner Sunshine has chosen this week’s prompt suggested by myself.
Write a story, composition, or poem about “What Is a Friend?” No
length limit, no minimum word count. If you wish, submit your own photo
(or a photo within the public domain) to go along with what you write.
Above all else, share the love and just have fun!
WHAT IS A FRIEND?
A wise woman once told me that throughout your life you could only ever
count true friends on the fingers of one hand.
Five friends throughout your life?
Everyone else, she told me, were only acquaintances, true friends you
will only ever have five in your lifetime.
To explore that a bit more my mind thinks back to what expectations of
friendship were and what they are now.
As a young school child everybody in the class was your friend. I came from a small village and all the
children my age were expected to be friends, all the families knew each
other. At age 11 we separated to
different schools and were expected to make new friends.
I went to an all girls’ school.
Friendships between girls are all in or all out and, as in any school,
there are bullies and cliques and oddballs and popular groups. If you didn’t fit in to any of the ‘normal’
categories you may not have been classed as a friend.
You learn as you become older what makes a friend and hopefully you
learn what you need to do or be to become a friend to somebody else but then
sometimes you come across friend betrayal.
As I mature in years I’ve come across many people in my life, some
there is an instant ‘click’ with them and some perhaps take longer to accept
and on the odd occasion some give you that frisson of unease which leads to
dislike.
Many friends may have the same likes and dislikes as you do in which
you can form a bond. Surprisingly
sometimes you can form a bond and a friendship with people who have totally
different likes or dislikes.
Life moves in cycles and you may move, change careers, have families,
life takes you in different directions from your friends, then you have contact
after a long absence and just pick up from where you left off. No awkward moments, no judgements, you’ve
already put the time in and you know when the proverbial hits the fan they will
be there for you.
Now we come to the modern world and how our horizons have shrunk with
better and quicker communications, although that sometimes leads to misunderstandings. Social media, emails, Skype, texting, photos
on various platforms, the written word sometimes gets lost. As much as it is lovely to stay in touch with
family and friends who are distant, geographically as well as in time with work
and their own lives and families, it can be quite daunting to stop and think
what you should put in an email or a text message or instant message.
We have family in the States and Australia and New Zealand and we can
send pictures of our lives, we can stay in contact with them. My octogenarian parents have found Facebook
and absolutely love it for staying in touch with expanding family, new babies, etc.
For myself I have found some lovely virtual friendships through social
media, we may never meet in person but we can enjoy each other’s company
especially when they live thousands of miles away. I can wake up in the morning to a message
from someone in Australia or New Zealand and my friends in the States or
Jamaica can wake up to a post from me.
Is your husband/wife/partner your best
friend?
Is your mother your best friend or your
father or your sister(s) or brother(s)?
Can you call your son(s) or daughter(s)
your best friend or is that a different kind of relationship?
Is there scale of 1 – 10 in friendships?
Who is your number one friend?
Who can you call when you are trouble?
Is it family?
Is it a friend?
Who will drop everything to be by your side
when you need them?
Who avoids you when you are going through
tough times?
As social standards and morals change, attitudes and behaviours alter
and adapt we find we accept different types of friendships.
In 2017 times have changed, sexual discrimination is better than it
used to be, race and ethnicity are blending, different religious beliefs are
becoming less inflammatory, even non-religious beliefs are not as taboo as they
used to be. We still have an awful long
way to go to get rid of all bigotry and prejudice but with the opening up of
communications, quick and easy access to information (not all of it true or
correct) social stigma, class divide, gender issues etc. are becoming more and
more blended.
A SPECIAL FRIENDSHIP
We
can only hope that a special friendship could last a lifetime.
Photo credit: Sally
Stackhouse
These
two special ladies have been friends for more than 60 years. They are both octogenarians. My mother (June) is the brunette on the right
of the picture and her best friend, Helen, is on the left.
For
many years in their early married lives they lived in the same village almost
opposite each other, their children were born within a few years of each
other. In fact my mother helped Helen
deliver her second baby as he came so quickly and before the midwife was able
to arrive.
Both
women have been married to their husbands for 60+ years and both have
celebrated Diamond Wedding Anniversaries.
Due
to distance and physicality problems they don’t get to see each other very
often (although they only live half an hour’s drive away) but they take turns
in telephoning each other once a month and can talk for more than two hours at
a time.
They
are best friends, wives, mothers, grandmothers and great-grandmothers. They have seen an awful lot in their
lives. They have lost loved ones. Helen is in remission from cancer.
Helen
is a wonderful knitter and made intricate woollen garments. Mum is a fantastic embroiderer. They are both good cooks and still, to this
day, cook a meal from scratch with fresh ingredients most days of the
week.
This
is a special friendship.
This
is FRIENDSHIP.
I
would like to wish June and Helen many more years of friendship.
I have actually been thinking a lot about friendship just over the past couple days, how so many pass in and out of life over time while others stick around. Five? That sounds about right, though I suppose it's possible I have not even met all five yet.
ReplyDeleteI am lucky, I think, in that my wife is certainly one of them.
Through blogging I have made friends that I know better than some people I see every day.
ReplyDeleteDifficult as it is, I try not to put my friends in line, or grade them. I often wonder if my 'virtual' would become real friends if we actually met.
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