True friendship recognizes no age gap. Its love does not readily admit distance, wane in the absence of a phone call, or recruit negativity. It fills dark, lonely, yawning nights with flashes of light and laughter. Its unconditional severity of relentless joy makes its recipients breathe easier. It reminds two people that they are more than a human shell. It necessitates us to recognize our spirituality because if we are lucky enough, we share with another that thing they call "kindred spirits".
How else is it possible to understand the message and depth behind a text said with only two words so that it might bring you to tears or create a hearty laughter that echoes in your throat?
How else can one simply look and know because your eyes told them so? To respond to a sentiment before you reach out to tell of it, to harness support, compassion, or encouragement in that very moment you falter; to find your footing on the other's cupped hands as they patiently wait to hoist you into your next great chapter.
How else can you find the freedom that comes with a vulnerability so raw? To lay your human experience plainly in the sight of another without the compelling fear that you should be judged for it.
And instead, you are welcomed with open arms.
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