How do you define a “best friend”? Frankly, I don’t like the term. There are those we are closer to at some point in our lives, and those aren’t always the same people we’re closer to at other points in our lives. This isn’t necessarily because of a falling out; but merely a change in interests perhaps. What two people had in common a year ago or more may not be the same now. That doesn’t mean the friendship dies. The people just drift apart a bit and (maybe) become closer to others. Rinse & repeat.
Lifestyle changes have altered many a friendship in my life. That’s fine. We don’t all need to see eye-to-eye on every aspect of life. Tax bracket, marital status, parenting styles, similarity in age of kids – all these things have come into play in my friendships. Sad, but true in some cases, but it’s a fact of life. There are friends I miss and think of often (hi Missy & Cara!), and there are others that I suppose will remain “friends” without the “best”. I prefer to roll that way actually.
I have one best friend in my life … ’til death do us part. He’s the one person I can be completely myself with and I don’t have to worry if he agrees with me or not. He still loves me just the way I am, in spite of (and maybe because of) my oddities. I can dump my feelings on him, and it doesn’t even matter if he has anything to offer in the way of a response. In fact, usually I think it’s better that way. I’m not all about the commiserating and lengthy conversations. A great babbling conversation with a girlfriend feels good every now and then, but I could survive without them. I have my blog and my family for that!
I’m so grateful for all the friends and acquaintances I have in my life. They’re all “the best”. I prefer not to have one “best friend” though. That’s all!