What better way to end a Friday than by making a post about the most basic of things in our social lives; our friends and family.
Webster’s Dictionary defines Family as:
: a group of individuals living under one roof and usually under one head : household
a : a group of persons of common ancestry : clan b : a people or group of peoples regarded as deriving from a common stock : race
a : a group of people united by certain convictions or a common affiliation : fellowship b : the staff of a high official (as the President)
: a group of things related by common characteristics: asa : a closely related series of elements or chemical compoundsb : a group of soils with similar chemical and physical properties (as texture, pH, and mineral content) that comprise a category ranking above the series and below the subgroup in soil classification c : a group of related languages descended from a single ancestral language
a : the basic unit in society traditionally consisting of two parents rearing their children; also : any of various social units differing from but regarded as equivalent to the traditional family family>b : spouse and children <want to spend more time with myfamily>
a : a group of related plants or animals forming a category ranking above a genus and below an order and usually comprising several to many genera b in livestock breeding (1) : the descendants or line of a particular individual especially of some outstanding female (2): an identifiable strain within a breed
: a set of curves or surfaces whose equations differ only in parameters
: a unit of a crime syndicate (as the Mafia) operating within a geographical area
That’s a lot in that single meaning. O.O It is the first definition that I mean when I think of family In writing, it is the family that our characters belong to that helps to define them and the reason for some of their actions. The same goes for us, too. There is usually a driving force, generally mom, that has us going to college, getting that new car, or taking good care of our children.
but who is to come along with us on these journeys when our families have gone in other directions? Easy answer! Our friends.
Webster’s defines friend as:
a : one attached to another by affection or esteem b : acquaintance
a : one that is not hostileb : one that is of the same nation, party, or group
: one that favors or promotes something (as a charity)
capitalized : a member of a Christian sect that stresses Inner Light, rejects sacraments and an ordained ministry, and opposes war —called also Quaker
Once again, it is the first definition that I want.
Our friends come to us for a variety of reason. Some we meet in school, or at the park. Others are our neighbors or the children of clients our parents work with. Some are even enemies before they become our friends.
We share a common bond and interests with our friends. These are the people we turn to when we don’t want our family knowing what we’ve done. They are our second family. They are the ones who can push us forward or hold us back more than what our parents ever can. These are the ones we turn to the most in life.
As for myself, I’ve had the honor of finding friends who had drifted away years ago. Some I’ve had contact with until my ex took care of that but as Fate would have it, they have found me again. My best friend found me while I was work. Others have found me through Facebook. I have friends all over, and a few I have met face to face.
Life would not be worth living without my family by blood and my larger family of friends.
Have you appreciated your friends and family today?