Sunday, March 7, 2010

I can relate to that
Women tell stories to each other.
We sit or walk close together, telling stories
of our lives,
and dreams

Stories are our way to illuminate the path
and find common ground.

Our illusions of separation disappear
When we hear stories of another's struggles
or discoveries
We hear ourselves say
"I can relate to that!"
Succulent Wild Women
by Sark

At what point does an acquaintance become a friend?

I have decided that the information shared between people is where the difference is made; opening up, telling personal tidbits, find those things that are your own yet you have in common, these are the things that draw us to another.

Do you scratch the surface, give basic details (I have 2 kids) or do you elaborate (one is a biter) ? Does that person reply back, "ohhh, that is nice".... or do they say - "I have a biter too!!" Suddenly a commonality is found that bonds you - you can relate. This is what happens.

Being able to open ourselves up a bit, sharing a more than what is on the surface is where the difference between acquaintances and friends are made. While it may not be easy to show what is down a bit deeper, in the end it can be worth it.


Anonymous said...

I think that is pretty accurate.

Or when you can say "I have to poop, I'll be right back" I'd think that wold mean the comfort level was up to snuff as "friendly"

Stephanie Meade Gresham said...

I've just recently crossed this line with my sister in law and i'm so thrilled to have such a good friend. We have found something that connects us, something deeper and more personal than our usual "how are the kids" stuff, ya know?

Very good post.

Jana said...

That is so true, you would only be comfortable sharing your life with someone you would consider to be a true friend.
I am lucky to have one such person in my life but we live far apart at the moment. We still manage to talk as often as possible though.

Vodka Logic said...

Sage cracks me up.. [I do have a friend like that]

But you make great points and it is hard but in the end usually rewarding when the surfaces are scratched.

MommyLovesStilettos said...

LOL @ Sage! :)

I agree, that's what starts a friendship. Being able to relate to the other person on a deeper level that what type of handbag you are carrying.

Deb said...

Mom gave Gab a black and white printed swimsuit just like the one on the far left! I'll spare you the poopy details of my life right now, let's just say I'm not going swimming anytime soon.