Love of friendship

Old me thought that friends are hard to make because I am too anxious or awkward.

Old me thought that I don’t have anything to offer to win their friendship.

Old me thought that it’s so hard to maintain friendships as we age into adulthood.

Now me thinks that friends are hard to make because I gave in to my anxiety and awkwardness.

Now me thinks that I do have things to offer to win friendships but it’s also not about making a trade off and more about service.

Now me thinks that while it’s so hard to main adult friendships, I will find a way of my own.

The people I have the honor to call friends show me so much love.

I am extremely grateful for that.

What have I done for them since our last chat 1, 2, 3 years ago?

What do I deserve to receive their kindness?

What kind of a friend am I to them?

The answers may surprise me.

The answers may humble me.

Nevertheless, I know what I want to do with my friends.

It’s to show up with kindness and be the best friend I can be at the moment.

Receiving love is just as important as giving love.

Receiving friends’ love fill my heart, and it digests it.

Love as mine, love as theirs.

I am grateful to have my friends.

I am grateful to be their friends.

I am happy to experience the love of friendship.