Good Friend/Bad Friend
I often feel guilty for being a “bad friend.” You see, in the past few years, I’ve been through a lot. And I have a group of friends who are second to none in the realm of standing by me and keeping me afloat. But now that I’m happy and healthy and goddamn busy, it’s tough to keep up with friendships the way I used to. Rather than seeing friends once a week or more, I’m seeing people a couple of times a month – sometimes less.
I expressed this guilt to a great friend in an email today and she responded with something that brought a tear to my eye: “Our connection is stronger than what time sometimes does not allow for.”
There are people in your life who are just plain and simple “soul friends” – those whose connection with you remains strong no matter the amount of time you spend with them, the number of hours you see them each week, or the amount you speak to them. They are there because they’re always there, and they never exit your life even though you may be on a bit of a hiatus.
So I’m done feeling like a “bad friend” – time is about quality, not quantity. And as long as the quality of the time I spend with my friends remains high, I’m ok.