They blur the difference between friends
and family, understanding me in a way only friends can and being a part of my
life as only family will. They give me each day, a part of their lives that
they can never take back, bits of themselves. They are the ones who will pick me
up when I falter and fall, after they are done laughing. Some days they are the
voice in my head that whispers out my worst fears, loud enough for me to hear
it, and confront it. Other days they are bubbly cheerleaders, who make me fall
in love with myself. They form a little haven into which I can escape for brief
spells of rejuvenation, when the world around me, overwhelms me with its
demands.
They give me the freedom to speak
without thinking, and they help me place those pieces of thoughts into the
right grooves, like a complicated jigsaw puzzle, which makes complete sense
when you look at the completed picture.
They don’t hesitate for a minute,
to point out my flaws as well as celebrate my success .They are the ones I will
not hesitate to call at 3 am(their time) if I needed a good rant; for I am
confident that after screaming at me first, they will come up with the perfect solution;
even at 3 am.
They are more important to me,
than any word I can use to describe them. They are the space between my
thoughts, that little space in which all the magic lies.
As a meditation teacher rightly
said" All the wisdom in the world is located in the gaps between breaths, in
the space between thoughts”*
