Wordful Wednesday(Edited at Bottom)

In Kindergarten your idea of a good friend was the person who let you have the red crayon when all that was left was the ugly black one.

In First Grade your idea of a good friend was the person who went to the bathroom with you and held your hand as you walked through the scary halls.

In Second Grade your idea of a good friend was the person who helped you stand up to the class bully.

In Third Grade your idea of a good friend was the person who shared their lunch with you when you forgot yours on the bus.

In Fourth Grade your idea of a good friend was the person who was willing to switch square dancing partners in gym so you wouldn't have to be stuck do-si-do-ing with Nasty Nick or Smelly Susan.

In Fifth Grade your idea of a friend was the person who saved a seat on the back of the bus for you.

In Sixth Grade your idea of a friend was the person who went up to Nick or Susan, your new crush, and asked them to dance with you, so that if they said no you wouldn't have to be embarrassed.

In Seventh Grade your idea of a friend was the person who let you copy the social studies homework from the night before that you had left at home.

In Eighth Grade your idea of a good friend was the person who helped you pack up your stuffed animals and old baseball but didn't laugh at you when you finished and broke out into tears.

In Ninth Grade your idea of a good friend was the person who would go to a party thrown by a senior so you wouldn't wind up being the only freshman there.

In Tenth Grade your idea of a good friend was the person who changed their schedule so you would have someone to sit with at lunch.

In Eleventh Grade your idea of a good friend was the person who gave you rides in their new car, convinced your parents that you shouldn't be grounded, consoled you when you broke up with Nick(or Glenn) or Susan and found you a date to the prom.

In Twelfth Grade your idea of a good friend was the person who helped you pick out a college/university, assured you that you would get into that colloege/university, helped you deal with your parents who were having a hard time adjusting to the idea of letting you go.

At Graduation your idea of a good friend was the person who was crying on the inside but managed the biggest smile one could give as they congratulated you.

The summer after twelfth grade your idea of a good friend was the person who helped you clean up the bottles from that party, helped you sneak out of the house when you just couldn't deal with your parents, assured you that now that you and Nick or you and Susan were back together, you could make it through anything, helped you pack up for university and just silently hugged you as you looked through blurry eyes at 18 years of memories you were leaving behind, and finally on those last days of childhood, went out of their way to give you reassurance that you would make it in college as well as you had these past 18 years, and most importantly send you off to college knowing you were loved.

Now, your idea of a good friend is still the person who gives you the better of the two choices, holds your hand when you're scared, helps you fight off those who try to take advantage of you, thinks of you at times when you are not there, reminds you of what you have forgotten, helps you put the past behind you but understands when you need to hold on to it a little longer, stays with you so that you have confidence, goes out of their way to make time for you, helps you clear up your mistakes, helps you deal with pressure from others, smiles for you when they are sad, helps you become a better person, and, most importantly, loves you!

Pass this on to those friends of the past and those of the future and those you have met along the way.

No matter where we go or who we become, never forget who helped us get there.

There's never a wrong time to pick up a phone or send a message telling your friends how much you miss them or how much you love them.

If you love someone, tell them. Remember always to say what you mean.

Never be afraid to express yourself. Take this opportunity to tell someone what they mean to you. Seize the day and have no regrets.

Most importantly, stay close to your friends and family, for they have helped make you the person that you are today and are what it's all about anyway.

The difference between expressing love and having regrets is that the regrets may stay around forever.

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Even though this is Wordful Wednesday, I was just rendered wordless when I read the comment my husband sneaked in on my Monday blog. It is worthy of a view. I am so blessed to have him!

dachsiespouse said...
Hi,This is dachsiespouse, aka Roger, Dachsielvr’s husband and alter ego.I want to clarify a few comments made above. I am, without a doubt, the lucky half of this marriage. I found someone (or she found me!) who loves me enough to nag me until I do something about my health, who encourages me when I feel down, who keeps me doing things outside the house when it would be easier to just vegetate. We are constantly trying to do things to make life easier for the other, and I know I would not survive very long without her.She wants to pamper me and won’t let me pamper her. She loves my children and grandkids as her own, and would give the shirt off her back for them, for her own children, and her friends.I thank my God that we found each other and hope that when we leave this life we do it together so neither of us have to live without the other.Thanks for the opportunity to chime in about my very favorite person.Roger
July 2, 2008 12:26 PM