I kept wishing for that one best friend…like the ones most people I know have. Someone who comes from your hometown, most probably speaks your language, hangs out with you everyday, grew up with you, and is basically family. That one person you always call for anything funny, sad, or joyful that’s happening in your life. Someone you can call to complain. I kept thinking that maybe I’ll settle here, and maybe that person at work, or the chatty hairdresser could be my best friend. I don’t know why I envied people who can call someone their “best friend.”
But because my entire life was lived across eight countries, it was practically impossible to have that one best friend. Before the foundations of a relationship was completely cemented, I was already off to another place, to build new relationships and experience new things. Factor in the parental restrictions to the times I was actually allowed to be with friends. So, I obviously didn’t grow up with any of my close friends, although we did grow together. Time zones, communication technology and financial restrictions also make it difficult to call friends every day, much less hang out with them.
Today I realized that I don’t need one best friend. Because I have a lot of really close friends. If one time zone doesn’t permit calling, I can call the other one who is likely awake in a country 7 hours ahead of me. Every few months I can visit those living in the same side of the country, and every few years, those abroad. More than anything, I think everyone is special, and so are my friends. The diversity in opinion, religious, socio-economic and racial background makes our relationships interesting. They push me to be open minded and accepting of everyone, without even realizing.They are also my go-to experts for various issues. Some give the best advises for fashion and beauty, some are the best motivators, some make me laugh til my stomach hurts, some nerd out with me,and some discuss ideologies with me. But one thing I know, none of them would let me fall, or be trapped by a broken heart. None of them would tell me I can’t achieve my dreams. All of them would tell me to learn to forgive instead of hold a grudge and drown myself in pain and anger. Having many close friends means someone is always there, even though I’m not the best of friends, and I’m not always able to be there. I don’t have one best friend, but I have many really close friends. And for their companionship and understanding of me, I’m so, very grateful.