Friendship-“My Green Cape”

I met my best friend at the end of my sophomore year in high school 2015 on the baseball field. This was the first connection we had, compatibility, our love for the game. I’ll never forget the first day I spoke to him. I had watched him hit more than a couple of times, and when he returned to the dugout, I commented on what he needed to do to fix his hitting. I knew he had had potential, so I offered to help him. I was honest with him. I felt compelled to reach out to him because I saw that there was something different about him. The guys on our team messed around with him a lot. He would always be quiet. I found that I too was on the sidelines as well.

As for the good with my best friend, he gave me the gift of friendship. He acknowledged me and accepted my true self. The good I did for him was taking him into my home. He had a hard childhood, and grew up in a neglected household. My parents took him in, and provided a lot of the basic necessities. I consider him as a brother. Over the years, we have shared many good things, him sleeping over, practically living here, which I was happy with. We went on vacations together, fun baseball tournaments, too many great things.

As for respect, my friend shows me this by understanding who I am. He knows me well and won’t push me to do anything out of my character. For me with him, I do the same thing. I won’t force him or get mad at him if he believes/acts differently that me.

Kindness has always been reciprocated with us both. My friend has a kind heart, he’s always included me and engaged me around others. I remember when he became a senior, he took me under his wing. I showed my kindness to him by caring for his welfare. I remember I would always worry about him and would invite him over my house a lot. I would share my clothes with him too.

Loyalty, my friend expressed this with me by always being there, and caring about me no matter what. He’s okay with my differences and he doesn’t judge me. He is still in my life, I see him frequently but when I don’t I understand. We still talk on the phone, Facetime. For me, loyalty to him was not judging him, not caring about superficial or materialistic items. I remember him being ashamed of where he lived, but I always told him I didn’t care.

Savoring would be what I would need to continue to apply to my friendship. It is important to remember not to take my friend for granted. There are times when I need to initiate and make the first move, and not wait for him to ask me how I’m doing. It is important to make the time even if it’s for a short amount to catch up with each other. Fortunately we do, but it must be continuous.

Honestly speaking, I don’t think there are any actions or behaviors my friend and I should work on. I believe we have a pretty solid friendship. We see each other, but not as often as we used to which is understandable, however we talk, text, and Facetime each other.