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My fifth grade teacher taught me the meaning of the phrase, “a friend in need, is a friend indeed.” I can’t quite remember what she said, but I do remember how I felt after – disbelief and hurt. I didn’t want to believe the lesson she had imparted. I didn’t want to believe that my friendship was built on a “need” that both us had and, that as soon as one of us didn’t have that need anymore, we would no longer be friends. In essence, the ride would be over.
Strangely, many of my “best friends” have been this type of friend. While they never stay for more than a few years, each taught an invaluable lesson. I think that these types of friendships come into our lives not because we want them to, but rather to help us, to hurt us, to leave us, to love us and to make us into the person we were meant to be.
While each and every one of these friendships have left a scar, they have also mended some sort of “need”. Cheers to those who come along for a ride in our lives and help (or hurt) us when we need it most!
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