Of course, friendship is not free. Making friends and loving them takes time and effort. Along the way, I’ve learned that friendship has an unforeseen cost.
There is a saying I’ve heard many times, and I’ve lived its truth.
A mother is only as happy as her least happy child.
This past month, I’ve lived the following.
A friend is only as happy as her least happy friend.
October has been a hard month for me because three dear friends have had a hard October. Their lives have been changed, which means, in a lesser way, my life has been changed. We walk our paths together.
I’ve had friends experience hard times in the past, so why am I so bonded to my current friends’ sufferings? Am I wiser and value friendship more? Am I more willing to acknowledge and allow pain in my life instead of shoving it aside? Or something else?
Whichever it is, some days—although I may be content and optimistic and trusting God—I’m only as happy as my least happy friend.
I have no notion of loving people by halves. It’s not in my nature. Jane Austen
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