It’s Not Me, It’s You
I think the comments section is always more fun to read than the article itself:
“I remember the day my father’s best friend told me that after a lifetime I’d be able to count the number of real friends I had on one hand. I remember his holding his hand up and gesturing… one, two, three… you’re lucky if you can count three. Now, 40 years later, and just a few years older than he was when he said this to me, his words come back to me and prove to be true. Real friendship lasts through time - no matter what; it survives because it is based on understanding and trust and faith. When a trust is broken - when differences, petty or grand, create pain - and one or both parties cannot rise above it - the curtain has been pulled back and the relationship can be seen for what it has always been, a temporary alliance posing as friendship.
When my father’s best friend came to my father’s wake, he broke down and cried uncontrollably within seconds of entering the room. I was reminded of his comment about true friends… only one or two or three in a lifetime if you are lucky. We cherish real friends forever.”
“Friends are precious. Now, as I am in my 80’s many of the people I knew best and valued most are dead. I miss them. I often think of them. Yet, at this stage of life, I continue to seek new friends and to enjoy new contacts. I have not given up seeking—or remembering.”
“Relationships come and go, rise, fall and rise again, for every reason under the sun. Facebook is the formalization of relationships - for young people, because Facebook’s impact on relationships is almost zip for people over 40. The comments here — many are experienced over-40 voices saying “Life Ain’t That Complicated” - are generally more intelligent than the premise of the article.”