Friends Are Family, Too

The great thing about being friends for a long time is that they become family. The bad thing about being friends for a long time is that they become family. And families, as we all know, aren’t always harmonious.

I have great friends. Over the years, we’ve learned about each other, shared our dreams and fears, our highs and our lows, our highest joy and our deepest despair. We have suffered through relationships that went bad, and rejoiced for the ones that stayed healthy. We may or may not have had children, and we may have suffered injuries or disease or loss. Some of us have lost parents and siblings, or are in the process of losing them.

We have seen each others’ warts and frailties, our strengths and triumphs, and cried with each other and laughed with each other. Some habits we have drive each other nuts, but we learn to accept them as part and parcel of the friendship. We have seen each other through childhood, young adulthood, adults on our own, and now, as we stand on the very edge of “olderness” in our mid-sixties, we wonder together how we got here—but are glad we all got here together.

We have at one time or other bitched about each other, our marriages and relationships, discovered differences between us that we respectfully (for the most part) accept about each other. We have decided that some things are just not worth agitating about, nor does it matter in the general scheme of things. The friendship itself is what matters.

I am grateful to my family and friends for helping me smooth out my many rough edges.

I just received my Reiki Master Practitioner certificate this past weekend, and am blown away by the difference between this and my first two Reiki practitioner classes. It opened both my mind and heart, and made me realize why I am here and embrace the work I need to do. On the other hand, I am still the same cranky, irritable and crabby person I always have been. Getting to Master level certainly did not mean I would be instantly a better person. It, like everything else in life, changes us slowly over time, just as our friends do.

Living our lives is a process. Growing into our potential is another, and managing life events that come to all us humans is another. I thank God for my family and friends, who have become stars in the firmament of my own night sky. Their light directs and guides me, comforts and lifts me up.

The Hawaiians have a word in their language, “ohana,” which means family (in an extended sense of the term, including blood-related, adoptive or intentional). Ohana emphasizes that families are bound together and members must cooperate and remember one another.

I thank God for my own ohana, which helps me be so much more than I could have been without them.



2 thoughts on “Friends Are Family, Too

  1. Phyllis Ring says:

    Jane, this is wonderfully inspiring and timely for my heart. How did you know? 😉 Sending big love and joy to your Reiki milestone, too.

  2. lulujbf7 says:

    Thank you, Phyllis! I appreciate your comments so much! Hope you are well and that things are smoothing out.

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