2001-08-15 - 5:06 p.m.
YEAR TWO
AUGUST 17, 1999 to AUGUST 17, 2001
August 17th marks the second anniversary of day I meet her... I invite you to celebrate that friendship with me today.
Last year I wrote: Friendship is not a perfect situation... Certainly the last year has made a finer point of this. But I still believe our friendship is based on deeper values, deeper commitments that bond us in some ways...
She is not perfect. Neither am I.
But I see her as far less perfect and much more real now... And I hold her friendship ever more dear.
It was two years ago today that we meet. Quite by chance, in fact. But immediately we both knew that we had a basis for a friendship. And while that basis has changed and grown, we still remain committed to each other.
I agree more now with what I wrote last year that friendships are more about imperfection than they are about being perfect in a romantic sense. Friendship says I accept you for who you are with all the things that bug me about you along with all the things that give me joy.
Ours is a platonic friendship. There are no mutual sexual attractions. We don’t lay awake at night thinking of each other and longing to be with each other. No, none of these are at the cornerstone of our friendship. Celebrate we will the true meaning of friends.
Because you are my friend, I accept you as you are
So, my dear friend, thank you for another year of listening to me complain and stir the brooding pot, and for accepting me with my many faults and quirky ways. Thank you for all your honest e-mails and for the knowledge that you think of me when you need a friend.
Happy 2nd Anniversary my dear friend, I love you as a friend would love a friend, and pledge my friendship to you. Tradition says the 2nd anniversary is cotton... I guess because it absorbs everything.
