I was watching a YouTube video the other day of a women who is married to a billionaire. She does YouTube videos for fun.
I came across her channel because it was one of those suggested videos, that I generally just bypass.
The women was so beautiful in the screenshot for her video, it made me click on it to see what nationality she was. I know that sounds odd. But I guessed right. 😉
Her video was a hour long. It was on friendships. I actually allowed myself the whole hour to listen to it while I was taking pictures for this weeks eBay listings. (Another Ebay blog coming up next)
I’ve listened to many vlogs about friendships in the past. I’ve always found it fascinating how friendships change every decade or so. Mainly because people move, or switch jobs, churches, etc.
And don’t get me started about how childhood friendships differ, from adult ones.
I still chuckle, while recalling my childhood best friends mother telling me how important childhood friendships are because they pave the way and teach us how to be good friends as adults.
I was twelve at the time of her telling me this.
Well Mrs. Bower, I have to disagree. Childhood friendships are the polar opposite of adult ones.
I had tons on childhood friendships. Too many best friends to even count. And none of them taught me about friendship.
Adult friendships are completely different then grade school friendships. But I suppose that would have been a Debbie downer to tell me that as a kid.
Getting back to the beautiful YouTube blogger. And I’m pretty sure she’s the prettiest women I have ever seen. Of course I’m
not a man, so what I consider beautiful may very well differ…;)
One thing she said stood out to me in neon.
So much so, that I shared it with a couple random people today that struck up conversations about friends.
What was it, you ask?
She said that in her forty-two years of living.. and having many, many friendships, she’s learned that if you have ever had a friend turn enemy, then that so called friend, was never your friend to begin with. In fact, the day that she, or he, met you… they were an enemy. A devil in disguise, sorta speak.
She went on to share what the definition of an enemy was.
She wasn’t talking about a friend you once had.. and just casually parted ways with.. due to you outgrowing the friendship, or moving on with life.
No, an enemy is someone viscous who seeks out to gossip behind your back and ruin your reputation. Perhaps get you fired from a job. Spreads lies about you. Is jealous, Someone who once claimed to be a trusted friend. But had a motive from day one.
I had to think on these words for a moment. I paused and thought about all my past adult friendships. And I think I have only had two enemies in my life.
I thought her definition was ever so interesting.
Then she shared what true friendship was.
Someone that you may not talk with on the daily, but when you do catch up, it’s right where you left off.
There are no hidden agendas or motives.
You don’t expect anything from that person, or have to constantly hold their hand.
You may agree to disagree on matters, but they are a genuine friend who excepts you the way you are.
They are authentic.
I currently have a couple of friends that are in this category. One I’ve known for four years, and one I’ve known for twelve years.
I think as an adult, you have many acquaintances, but very few friendships. And that is okay.
It’s not a popularity contest anymore, as you age and mature.
And it certainly does not matter how many Instagram followers you have or how many likes on Facebook your posts get.
What matters is being the best version of yourself and being authentic.
I think as an adult, you have many acquaintances, but very few friendships. And that is okay. It’s not a popularity contest as you age and mature. And it certainly does not matter how many Instagram followers you have or how many likes on Facebook your posts get.
What matters is bring the best version of yourself and being authentic.
How does that old Dr. Seuss quote go again?