It’s a universally acknowledged truth that relationships, especially friendships, are considered a huge and defining part of our lives. Some people would even say they are a part of our identity, that they are a measure of who we are and who we aspire to be in the future. But for all the space that friendships supposedly take up in our little interconnected universes, we seem to forget how delicate, flippant, and mercurial they can be.
Personal development and self-help gurus nationwide have been known to profess that we are all the sum average of our 5 closest friends. But if we are all constantly growing, and our lives and interests changing daily, how can we expect to sustain these delicate relationships? Very often the only joining force between you and me, my good friend, is a delicate bracelet of common interests strung together on a length of elastic string.
Over time those interests nestle close together and become a basis for time spent, secrets shared, ideas exchanged, and feelings grown. But in that same amount time the elastic that holds them together begins to age. A little more time and the elastic loosens, weakens, and becomes brittle—just waiting to break.
I know for a fact that many people have lost or “grown apart” from people they would consider their closest friends. Individuals, in whom they have invested time and effort; relationships they thought would never end… and then they did. How is it that we can take such circumstantial information and create incredibly strong bonds?
I don’t know about anyone else, but it makes me feel kinda shallow and a little helpless. If you have to work to fabricate new experiences upon which to sustain a friendship, then is it true? Is it worthwhile?