a tribute to my great friend

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Many people envy how little kids approach one another and just go, “Hey can we be friends?” Next thing they are building castles, a long-term investment. At that moment, they are the best of friends…just them against the world. 

They make it seem so simple, right? Is it? I tried it three times:

I approached a girl, a stranger and yes, I put on a smile and walked gently toward her when I got to a reasonable distance, I cleared my throat and introduced myself.

“Can we be friends?” I proceeded to ask.

Tell you what, creepy is what I was. Nonetheless, I wore again the big boy trousers and went Into a boy this time.

“Oookay?” he said, his eyebrows raised.

We are not friends now. I don’t even see his dp anymore.

Third, I decided to be very intentional with my approach. It had to be a pool I am fairly well-versed with, a pool that can at least recognize me. That way I do not have to do entire explanations. I was going to pick a girl for this one. Second, I had to let the potential know in advance.

How you ask?

Meaningful eye contact 😂😂😂. Oh! I never thought I would use that phrase ever. 😅

Once or twice I would throw glances and if it favored me, I would smirk a little while looking away. Problem is, this could easily be misconstrued for other intentions, right? 

Ah well, if it works, it works.

Lastly, it had to be someone very sociable, someone with an open mind towards this whole scenario.

Good. Church it is then.

Oh, I don’t even know where I am headed with this but let us see, shall we?

So, I go into church and I spot this girl. I wear my smile and walk gently toward her. She notices me and smiles back. Nice.

“Hi, how are you?”

“Hi, I am good, you?” she replies, the smile still on her face.

“Also good.” A little silence follows but then, I decide to see how far I can push this, “I love your dress, it suits you.”

“Ah really? Thanks” she chuckles. I do too. 

She is lovely. Maybe too lovely to become a friend, right? Right! 

I decide the next one will be the friend, this one, this one will be the girlfriend. Oh wow, she has a beautiful smile, and just look at her legs. Oh shhh! I am in church!

Next time I will have to do this in my weekly club meeting.

Let's get back to the point.

What I intended to say with this story before it took a detour is that losing a friend hurts a lot, far more than it is credited. As such we must never let simplistic rationale, or a misplaced ego make the best of friends strangers. Friends are worth the effort, a lot of the time. 

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