Many of us had imaginary friends as young children. If your imaginary friend grew up alongside you, what would his/her/its life be like today? (Didn’t have one? write about a non-imaginary friend you haven’t seen since childhood.)
As a kid, I had many imaginary friends who were always willing to try new things, who always listened to me, and who were positive wonderful companions. As an adult, imaginary friends still exist. But I don’t know who they are yet. They are the people who pretend to be friends and then back stab you. The ones who take advantage of your trust and then to abuse i. The ones who spread vicious gossip and try to push you down for personal gain. These types of people make me sad. I wonder why these people act so cruelly. Did someone break their trust and teach them the only way to get ahead is stomping on others? Do they feel ashamed or guilty about their actions? I can’t be like that. So I trust and reach out to new friends and acquaintances on a regular basis. And you know what, in almost every case the joy they bring is far more than worrying about an occasional problem person.
Real friends bring true joy into my life. I’ve been blessed. With them, I laugh; work; and share all the small things that make a life rich. Who are my friends. My husband, Bob, a life long companion who does things like give me his car this morning so I don’t have to stop for gas on the way to work. My mother-in-law who has been supporting me with love for years, even when I do things that seem strange to her. My mom who taught me that having too much food and drink means guests are always welcome in a house. Suzie, Marianne, Carolyn, and other women friends who share my hobbies, interests, and love of good food / wine. With friends like this, I don’t need any imaginary friends. Thank you to everyone.
Anyway, it’s a beautiful day here in San Diego. As one of my friends at work said “Beautiful cool crisp morning in October followed by Fire in the afternoon.”