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What Truly Matters in a Friendship
I don’t care if your house looks like a tornado hit it. I’ll gladly shuffle the laundry off the couch, plop down next to you, and help fold while we giggle about how much we both dread putting away clean clothes. Your overenthusiastic, slobbery pup? Bring it on! I’ll take his wet kisses and throw his tennis ball. And if your fridge is empty, no worries—I already ate, and I’m all for your instant coffee and microwave popcorn.
I don’t mind if you step out in mismatched clothes or if that handbag came from a discount store. If your wardrobe is all thrift finds or every piece is designer, I’m good with that too. It’s no big deal if your roots need a touch-up, if you have a quirky mole, or if that tattoo was a regrettable choice. Gaining a bit of weight? Totally fine. We all have our moments.
When it comes to food choices, whether you’re into organic kale or deep-fried delights, I’m not judging. How you raise your kids—be it co-sleeping, letting them binge-watch cartoons, or serving them chicken nuggets for dinner—doesn’t bother me one bit. I get it; sometimes you’re just exhausted and need a margarita after a long day. I’ve been there, and guess what? A few food dyes or preservatives won’t ruin everything.
If your little one is throwing a tantrum in public, I’m here for you. We all have rough days, and I’ll gladly hold your baby while you take the other one to the restroom—only to discover a little accident has happened.
It doesn’t matter if you’re stuck in a job that doesn’t fulfill you or if you haven’t yet found your calling. Whether you hit the yoga mat twice a day or only attend church to make your grandma happy, I get it. One day, you’ll finish that novel or launch your dream business, and I’ll be cheering you on—even if we’re ninety-seven when that happens.
Feel free to vent to me about your spouse driving you crazy or your mom nagging you about the smallest things. We all have those moments when we fantasize about escaping for a bit to recharge. Mine involve a cozy hotel room, room service, and a marathon of guilty pleasure TV.
It’s perfectly fine that you can’t whip up a gourmet meal or haven’t hosted a Pinterest-worthy dinner party. Let’s just grab takeout from that amazing little Thai restaurant down the street—you’ll love it.
I won’t think less of you for making a mistake and winding up in a job you never intended to take. I admire you for going back to school and pursuing what you truly love, even if you graduate at thirty-nine.
In the end, none of those surface details matter.
What I truly care about is your kindness. Are you good-hearted? Do you try your best even when things don’t go as planned? Your compassion for others, including children and service workers, matters to me. I need you to be gentle with both words and actions. It’s okay to mess up; what counts is the ability to recognize when you’re wrong and sincerely apologize.
Your political views and spiritual beliefs don’t concern me, but I care that your words and deeds come from a place of love, not hate. Empathy and tolerance for those who are different are crucial in a friendship.
Amid the chaos of our lives, I cherish the small moments we share that uplift us, leaving us feeling a bit stronger and hopeful. That connection is what makes our friendship special, reminding us that we are not alone—and that’s all that truly matters.
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In summary, what truly counts in a friendship is kindness, empathy, and the ability to connect meaningfully. Life’s messiness fades in comparison to the support we give each other.