Relationships are our biggest contributors to life. The individuals we surround ourselves with can alter our habits, thought processes and interests. They can increase our intellectual augmentation or stifle our social advancement. They give insightful advice. They provide critical judgment. Friends, associates and counterparts on any level - be it business, social or communal - hold more power than most tend to admit.
This is why I have chosen my close friends carefully. Unbeknownst to them, they’ve been kid tested and Sturdi Approved. I value myself more than anyone on Earth, thus, those around me must be granted partaker eligibility into my chaotically mundane existence.
Through my life-long journey of handpicking friendsters, I hold profound love for my guy friends. Strictly platonic, they may not be the testosterone that I often yearn for, but they’re what I need.
While the girlies are invaluable jewels, my guys are equally priceless. They’re realists. They’re decisive. They’re firm, strong and opinionated. They don’t feel obligated to sugar-coat the truth, but I know that they always have my best interest at heart. They’re fun, entertaining, adventurous and humorous. They’re book smart and streetwise. They expose me to new ideas, values and beliefs. They give me highly classified secrets that I use to maneuver in and out of shenanigans. They provide support for my holistic development.
The dynamics of the male/female friendship create a balance in the universe. It is often stated that women can be emotional, long-winded and unintentionally complicated; but guys are basic. The beauty for a female with a great guy friend is that with all of his humanly layers, he still manages to offer that much-need element to life called simplicity.
So, for….
…my West-Coast kid who gave me my first published writing opportunity and has since allowed me to date several of his friends contingent upon my withholding of any graphically over-the-top details…
…my law school guy who, for years, firmly debated with me about urban reform and higher education until he finally realized, Christina is always right…
…my afro/nose ring wearing, anti-hipster who sits with me for hours at a time over food and drinks mulling over love, life and cynicism…
…my brother from another mother who always lends his gifts and talents to me in the tightest of clutches…
…my brother from my actual mother who gives me spiritual advice, encouragement, guidance and tear-jerking laughs…
…my wiz kid who manages to keep it genuine with me in the midst of his new-found, well-deserved spotlight…
…my workaholic who makes time in his busy schedule to tell me how I’m not going to be treated by guys and what he’s going to do to them if they ever do me wrong...
…my Casanova who has always found time between dates to support my professional aspirations with advice, referrals and resources…
… my visionary who trusts me with his dreams and supports mine just as equally…
…my long-lost recluse who comes out of the cut every few months to drop words of wisdom and chronicles of life experiences…
…you have provided me with a healthy equilibrium of things I cannot provide for myself, I wish I could become and can’t live without.
I am blessed to have several male gems to accent my life. I implore every lady to find at least one.
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