The comings and goings of day-to-day people within our lives is an on going inevitable thing. It’s those we meet once-in-a-blue-moon, where time and circumstance give birth to happenstance and we immediately hit it off. Anne of Green Gables had her bosom friend and kindred spirit, Diana Barry and Gilbert Blythe. Thelma had Louise, Elizabeth had her Mr Darcy, and Calvin had his Hobbs. I think certain people come into your life for a purpose and for reason. Each individually unique unto their own leaving a lasting imprint to a deeper level than most.
Sir Francis Bacon wrote it best when he described the importance of reading books. I think the same concept can be applied to the people and relationships within our lives:
Some books are to be tasted, others to be swallowed, and some few to be chewed and digested: that is, some books are to be read only in parts, others to be read, but not curiously, and some few to be read wholly, and with diligence and attention.
Sir Francis Bacon
English author, courtier, & philosopher (1561 – 1626)
Now don’t take my application of this concept in the literal sense as I believe cannibalism to be a somewhat frowned upon practice and personally no matter how interesting and fulfilling a friend can be, I do not wish to know if they are a good protein alternative otherwise known as the “other white meat.” Maybe they provide a little spice to our lives, or the opposite by choking us like bland oatmeal – healthy, full-filling, sometimes barely palatable and yet necessary to get through life.
No matter the duration in which these people were involved in my life, they will always be reflected upon with admiration and a smile. These are the friendship that stand the test of time whether you have known them for a lifetime or a day. They have marked a place in our lives. These are the friendships that legendary heroes and their sidekick best friends are made of and praised through song around the campfire, honoured with medals, literature written, days celebrated and movies made documenting them in history. Or more simply and more importantly, they are the arms that hold you up when you can no longer stand.
For those of you in my life who have been my kindred spirit, new and old, thank you. You know who you are and my life has been forever stamped with knowing you.