The large group breaks into smaller groups. The reason being to get to know one another on a deeper level. The topic being discussed: friendship, which leads to the sharing of personal experiences and probing questions like, what is a friend, who are your friends, do you want more friends, do you make time in your busy lives for friends, etc.
Now, sometimes, I think that I have the best friends in the whole wide world and other times I think that everyone else has relationships that I can only dimly imagine. I realize that I have had the great privilege of giving and receiving the love of very special people for great lengths of time, but I am painfully aware of the crushing heartache of rejection and/or betrayal and the humbling realization that I’m not such a good friend, myself.
So, I struggle with the next opportunity to become intimate with someone. (Grand definition of intimacy: “into me see”). Do I really want to be known? I think not. I don’t want to be known as much as I want to be understood and assuming that you want the same thing too, that just may take a little time, a whole lot of stories, and some risk on the part of us both.
I cannot describe friendship but I know what it looks like, feels like, tastes like; and I know that we all need and want it………….kind of like the word LOVE.