When I was little I had a friend who had this my turn/your turn deal. She’d call you, then wait for you to call. She’d never call you twice in a row. According to her, if you didn’t care enough to return the favor, why would she bother trying? To her a friendship was only worth it if it was balanced, and that meant she would not be the only one doing things for others.
Being someone who’s constantly trying to please other people, I didn’t quite understand her harsh ways right away. I’d forget to call back (but just because I’m forgetful, not because I meant to hurt her) and she would not call me for days. I got better at calling her, although I still loath calling people on the phone. My phone carrier’s probably not happy about that, but what can I do? I am who I am.
Anyway, now I understand my friend a lot better. If a person doesn’t care enough to try to reach you from time to time, why should you care and try to reach that person? The phone ring both ways, so don’t complain I’m not calling you if you’re not calling me either. I’ve decided I’ll only care about those who care about me. After all, if someone from my past is no longer in my life, there must be a reason for that.
By the way, that friend from my childhood is still one of my best friends. We’ve been friends since 1988. We’ve been friends through some pretty rough times and shared amazing moments together. We’re apart now, living in different countries, but when we get together it’s as great as it always was. Or even better, since now we have tons of memories to occupy our conversations and make us laugh.
I guess there comes a point in your life when you realize who really matters, who never did, and who always will. So cherish the good friends. The ones that come and never leave.The ones that are, somehow, always there.
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