The Kindness of Real Friendship

"Real friendship, like real poetry, is extremely rare ― and precious as a pearl."
― Tahar Ben Jelloun

I am not sure how I would describe "real" friendship, but I do know it when I see it.  And I feel very blessed to have experienced it many times in my life.  When I think about that above and beyond friendship, I remember those people who have been there through good times and bad times, and those who have accompanied me through all kinds of adventures.

I recently experienced one of those real friendship moments.  After a couple of weeks of major juggling and practicing the illusion of bi- and tri-locating, I ran up against a snag.  About a month ago, I wrote about a day coming up where three things were scheduled and how my steadfast friend was going to help me through.  Well, the day arrived.  Thankfully, one of the events was rescheduled.  But without my steadfast friend, I never would have made it to one of my children's recitals and an important business event.  I ran out of the recital with the faith that my steadfast friend would be there in her car at the ready to take me to the other event, so I could hop out and try to maintain the illusion of calm that I usually aim for.  And that is precisely how things went.  No doubt that is real friendship.  I know it when I feel it.