Friends Who Are My People

Friends Who Are My People

Come in, come in.
Sit with me for a moment.
Tea, wine, sparkling water — whatever you’re holding is perfect.

Let’s talk about friendship.

Not just the kind where you bump into each other once in a while and do the polite smile.

I mean the good friendships.

The ones where a simple “hey” text makes your whole chest warm.

The ones that give you belly laughs in the middle of a store, in the socks aisle, with strangers looking over like,
“What on earth could be that funny?”

The ones you call when your heart feels heavy —
because you know they will hold your tears without judgment.

The ones who keep your secrets like they are protecting something sacred.

Those friendships are not small.
They are the quiet love stories we forget to talk about.

I am one of the lucky ones.
I have a small circle — not big, not loud — just mine.

Friends who love me.
Friends who see me.
Friends who hold me up when I need it…
and who hold me accountable when I need that too.

And the beautiful thing about real friendship is that each friend brings something different into your life.

One is the laughter — the spark, the sunshine, the one who reminds you not to take life so seriously.

One is the depth — the one who sits with you in the quiet, who listens without trying to fix anything.

One is the strength — the one who looks you in the eyes when you’re doubting yourself and says,
“No. Stand up. You’ve got this.”

They are like different flowers in the same garden.
Each one beautiful in their own way.
Each one needed.
Each one irreplaceable.

And here’s the thing about real friendship:

Some friends you talk to every day — texts messaging , laughing, sending things back and forth.

Some you only speak to every few months — but when you finally get on the phone, you’re laughing within 30 seconds like no time has passed.

And some…
you may not speak to for a year,
but the moment you hear their voice,
your heart just knows.

Friendship isn’t measured in frequency.
It’s measured in knowing.
In trust.
In presence.
In the quiet “I’m here.”

Hold onto your flowers.

Water them.
Laugh with them.
Cry with them.
Let them see you — the real you.

And if your garden is small?
Good.
Small gardens bloom the brightest.

To the friends who feel like home —
I love you.
Thank you for growing beside me.

And if you’re still waiting for your people, don’t rush and don’t shrink.

Your flowers will find your garden.
They always do.

Because the right people…
will always accept the real you.

🌹

If someone came to mind while reading this,
maybe today is a good day to send a little love.

Just something small that says:
“You matter to me.”

We water each other with the smallest gestures.

🌹

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