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Specially dedicated to Ale, Vane, Shanny, Mari, Mafis and all those who feel they lost a friend.
Today my boyfriend made me notice something. As he flipped through the Facebook asked if I was upset with M . I said no, instead, we were in the best terms. I mean, friends and from a few years ago but no recent communication. Why? - I asked. Because I've noticed that you do not communicate with M, not the flames (despite living in a nearby country) or anything. Being friends with you and being not (as) far - said sternly.
A little invaded, I replied that we had sent a few emails recently but nothing else: total, each one has things that do not? He told me that my attitude was very strange because as far as he could tell, we kept a fluent conversation by phone, email or live-even things we were confident.
What made me see my boy was not that M has become a soulless, bad friend ... quite the opposite, that suddenly I was the one who did not respond as required every friendship. Especially if one is a passionate advocate of mutual friendship, clean and healthy. Reciprocal
because to tango and shake hands, it takes two people. Clean because it relies on a trusting relationship. Sana because friendship is not damaged, on the contrary, it enriches you.
Based on my ( not) so vast experience, I also learned that the true relation amical is a factor that makes inherent in any change in distance or time. I speak of those with whom - due to work, hustle - do not have daily contact but with whom one feels so comfortable @ the miles and time are mere illusions. A friend as cool as a cucumber.
Well, after a brief reflection I concluded that perhaps she felt the same and that - honestly, I've neglected a bit this side of my life. As I did at some point with some people, whose friendship let it dry (non-response , I wiped my first ). Also came to mind other people I knew and with whom I shared unique moments. Unfortunately, friendship any @ s seemed exhausted as I was no longer available material at any time or as I crossed the Peruvian border. It is one of the most antagonistic of an immigrant are fired tear gas and excessive, where promises of eternal friendship with air will holding the plane KML. The story is (almost ) always the same: the first few weeks you write / answer emails and reminders until they were twelve months and all you get are the default greetings via facebook. As if a @ no longer existed.
understand that life takes us down different paths and sometimes We complicate things and no time for tea have but there are signs that make me think there may be friendship nevertheless. There are eternal friends , those who even if they stay 10 minutes of life, trying to tell you and make you part of their experiences, as if life was a trip to the beach: fresh and carefree. Are also those demanding , who, if not careful, you are looking for and they care if something is wrong with you or with him / her. There are those untouchable who never gave them a real hug but that their friendship is so far from being merely virtual. There are also daily , who for years but do not see very well know what you ate yesterday.
Anyway, I can say I have the fortune to have at least one of each type. As my esteemed M will always be my friend but no longer are encouraged to share more about his life with me that the obvious, I will always be there to listen / read / Twitter and keep quiet when I asked. Since I wrote, I hope you respond. To those, whose promises were in Peru, I tell them when they want to approach but to bring their word of honor and good intentions. I'll do the same. Finally, to you dear readers, thank you very much for reading the thoughts of this social misfit.
A little invaded, I replied that we had sent a few emails recently but nothing else: total, each one has things that do not? He told me that my attitude was very strange because as far as he could tell, we kept a fluent conversation by phone, email or live-even things we were confident.
What made me see my boy was not that M has become a soulless, bad friend ... quite the opposite, that suddenly I was the one who did not respond as required every friendship. Especially if one is a passionate advocate of mutual friendship, clean and healthy. Reciprocal
because to tango and shake hands, it takes two people. Clean because it relies on a trusting relationship. Sana because friendship is not damaged, on the contrary, it enriches you.
Based on my ( not) so vast experience, I also learned that the true relation amical is a factor that makes inherent in any change in distance or time. I speak of those with whom - due to work, hustle - do not have daily contact but with whom one feels so comfortable @ the miles and time are mere illusions. A friend as cool as a cucumber.
Well, after a brief reflection I concluded that perhaps she felt the same and that - honestly, I've neglected a bit this side of my life. As I did at some point with some people, whose friendship let it dry (non-response , I wiped my first ). Also came to mind other people I knew and with whom I shared unique moments. Unfortunately, friendship any @ s seemed exhausted as I was no longer available material at any time or as I crossed the Peruvian border. It is one of the most antagonistic of an immigrant are fired tear gas and excessive, where promises of eternal friendship with air will holding the plane KML. The story is (almost ) always the same: the first few weeks you write / answer emails and reminders until they were twelve months and all you get are the default greetings via facebook. As if a @ no longer existed.
understand that life takes us down different paths and sometimes We complicate things and no time for tea have but there are signs that make me think there may be friendship nevertheless. There are eternal friends , those who even if they stay 10 minutes of life, trying to tell you and make you part of their experiences, as if life was a trip to the beach: fresh and carefree. Are also those demanding , who, if not careful, you are looking for and they care if something is wrong with you or with him / her. There are those untouchable who never gave them a real hug but that their friendship is so far from being merely virtual. There are also daily , who for years but do not see very well know what you ate yesterday.
Anyway, I can say I have the fortune to have at least one of each type. As my esteemed M will always be my friend but no longer are encouraged to share more about his life with me that the obvious, I will always be there to listen / read / Twitter and keep quiet when I asked. Since I wrote, I hope you respond. To those, whose promises were in Peru, I tell them when they want to approach but to bring their word of honor and good intentions. I'll do the same. Finally, to you dear readers, thank you very much for reading the thoughts of this social misfit.
Pandex.
