When you are down and out, something always turns up-and it is usually the noses of your friends.

Orson Welles (1915 – 1985)

U.S. actor, director, producer, and writer, The New York Times.

My friend Karen came to see me the other day. It was the best thing that has happened to me for awhile now. After the banking fiasco, I have decided to treat the children and myself to an overnight trip to the city. I made the arrangements while waiting for the girls to get back from school and when we were on our way out of the house, my cellphone rang and Karen, my dearest friend from way back and she told me she was in town. What a coincidence! I told her my children and I were on our way out to the city for a night out but will be back tomorrow after our monthly trip to Makro. We made our date– we will meet in the hotel few hours before her flight out back to Manila.

Karen… A breath of fresh air. I love this person so much. She has been there when I needed a friend the most. Cherryl and Karen– both my dearest friends. Our friendship has been tested through times. Tried and tested. Even when my family has moved abroad, they have been there.

Karen went to visit me when I needed someone the most. She saw me at my worst and she was there to give me a hand and she listened to my woes. You know how it feels like? I feel lighter after speaking to her. She reassures me like no one can. Karen is my speaker in the event I get stalled up in the pearly gates of heaven, no doubt.

Cherryl was also there to lend a helping hand when I needed it the most. I didn’t even have to say anything, and she’d be there to lend a hand or two. Perhaps one of the people who has known me well since we have known each other since we were in primary school. We were never really friends back then, but when I got married and through a stroke of luck, we discovered how alike we are and how much we jive. Her mature views and thoughtfulness rank true and I never doubted her friendship ever since we became close.

Now that we are all are far from each other and we do not get to communicate as often as before in Manila, I look back with wistfulness and wish I would be able to cultivate the same degree of friends here and also continue to nurture the friendship that I have with both Karen and Che.

Distance sometimes endears friendship, and absence sweeteneth it.

James Howell (1594? – 1666)

English writer, Familiar Letters of James Howell (W. H. Bennett (ed.)

We actually choose our life and how we deal with friends or other relations we have in this lifetime. To me, the tribulations and twist of fate that has brought the demise of my marriage has strangely strengthen and tested my relationship with my friends. Not only had I proven that true friends shall never leave you in the dumps, and like Orson Welles said above, I welcome my friends’ noses anytime..

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