On Life

Friendship is the Bread of Life

Friendship is the bread of life…

But money is the honey.


I’ve always been blessed with amazing friends in my life. Unfortunately, I didn’t always appreciate it the way that I should have. I remember a time when I was obsessed with the idea of popularity, mainly when I was in grade school/junior high/high school. I wasn’t one of the popular kids. I never showed up in candid photos in the yearbook, nor was I ever selected “Most.” I felt this “lack” keenly. I’m embarrassed to admit that I spent years fretting about this sort of thing and feeling unhappy about it. Oh, woe!

And yet, all during that time, I had friends. Good friends. Friends I could count on. Friends that I hung out with. Friends that still care about me to this day. It makes me mad at myself that I didn’t see how priceless that was. How it so enriched my life with a meaning that would go far, far beyond popularity. It’s funny when you are a kid—school is your whole world, and it’s almost impossible to imagine that it’s just a blip.

I’m also fortunate that I came to realize the value of friends when I got older. I will never, ever take friendship for granted ever again.

A big thank you to all of the friends I have in my life, with a special shout out to my synchronicity girls.

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  • Dana

    I am so glad that you had such great friends in high school, Mary. I didn’t give a fig about being popular, but I always desperately wanted the kind of friends the Bob-Whites were. I finally found that in college to an extent, and now I am so grateful to have forever-Bob-White friends like you. {{hugs}}

  • Pat

    Mary, I’m so sorry that you weren’t popular in school. I wasn’t either. Other than it hurting at the time, I didn’t care that I wasn’t one of the cool kids but I wished just once, I’d not be one of the kids in phys ed that got picked last when teams were being chosen.

    Like Dana, I wanted friends like the Bob-Whites and other than my Trixie books, it wasn’t happening here when I grew up. I was an only child and the couple of kids who lived down the street moved in early grade school and I only had old ladies in the neighborhood. So, my Trixie books and Hardy’s and yes, Nancy and other kid series back in the 50’s, 60’s etc. became my playmates. But I was a BWG in my heart and head and they went everywhere I went and were always there.

    I had a couple good friends in school and still have them, but since being an adult have several here in town I know I could count on and they could count on me,. Three of whom (or is it who) dropped everything to go up to Mackinaw when I broke my arm and brought Big Red home. And carted me to the grocery and down to Ft Wayne to the ortho, etc. Can’t beat friends.

    And I’m most thankful for all of you I’ve met thru Jix and I got a whole new family – daughters, grand-dogs, grand-kids, and a nephew. I love you all more than I can ever say.