FriendsAs a kid I was once given an autograph book as a present. In it, I managed to collect the signatures of a few of my sports heroes and some words of wisdom from my Aunties, Uncles and the like.

I also obtained a collection of schoolboy ditties, which my Mother censored with a thick black pen.

Of all the entries in that autograph book, the only one I really remember was the definition of a ‘friend’. It read – “A friend is one who knows all about you and yet still wants to be your friend.”

During our lifetime we can make many acquaintances that we can easily confuse ourselves by calling them friends. If we’re honest with ourselves, we could probably count our number of real friends on one hand.

Some people, often through no fault of their own, don’t seem to have any friends. Others, are so busy trying to be who they think their so-called friends want them to be, that they lose touch with who they really are themselves. Real friends for them can be hard to find.

It seems, to have a friend, we must first be a friend. And to keep a friend, we must have the courage to be honest with each other and with ourselves.

So there’s a starting point – let’s resolve to do something about it.

Peter Mack.

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