HOW SOMEONE BECOMES A BEST FRIEND

The other day I spoke about the rarest Woman I ever met. She was the only Woman who ever told me she didn’t have any Friends. She was unique in all of my experience.

Since I am a Woman myself, I know just how difficult it would normally be for a Woman, almost any Woman or even female girl, to be without Friends.

Almost any Female I have met or probably ever will meet, finds it almost impossible to not communicate with those around her. Even those unable to speak will sign and, if there is one who can not sign, I am sure she would write or draw or something. In short, I think it is the nature of the Female to want and need to communicate with other people.

When you make a Woman friend, with few exceptions, you make a Friend for life. You know that be it two days, two months, or two years; the next time you meet a Woman Friend, let alone your Best Friend, you will take up your relationship almost exactly where you left off. In fact, the first half hour will pass like a few minutes, so rapidly will you be speaking to each other to catch up on what has occurred in each of your lives in the interim since you last saw each other.

Most Woman know that their 'real' Friends will be there with them. Some of us joke about our Friendship, among each other and even in front of our partners, as being ones for life because we feel we each know more about each other than about anyone else in our lives. We might even smile when we say that each of us knows 'where the bodies are buried'. In other words literally there is nothing we don't know about each other that we have not shared and lived through together.

I mentioned above, with few exceptions. The Woman, known to all other Women by the universal label 'Slut' is an exception. Unfortunately, most Women know at least one. The Gold Digger is another. The 'man stealer', she of incomprehensible competition with all other Women is among the lowest form of life in the Women’s world.  The ‘man stealer’ is, in fact, the one who wins our universal vote as, the most likely to run off with someone else's husband, is an unwelcome third exception somewhere in our own, or our Friends lives. All of these qualify without argument, as the Pariahs in the world of Women.

Such Women are mercifully the exception. They are however, also the detritus and 'garbage' of the world of Women. Many of us would wonder who their Friends could possibly be. We can only assume that ‘like attracts like’ and their associates must be people as low as they are. No one we want to know that's for sure.

The priceless Woman on the other hand in any Woman’s life is your Mother. Your mother and your Best Friend are your Best Friends and companions for your life and theirs.

Your Best Friend is the first person you want to call when you are happy and absolutely the first person you want/need to call when you are sad. She accepted you as you were and are, long ago. She sees you as you are, understands you and still welcomes you into her life. 

She offered you her unconditional support, encouragement and love so long ago that you barely remember a time when you weren’t friends. In fact, she probably never saw your flaws or weaknesses in the first place.  

She has seen you you when you have been your happiest, and held your hand and let your rest your head on her shoulder when you were at your saddest. There is no one like her; and that is all right, because our Best Friends, are meant to be truly One of a Kind.