Real Friends Are Hard To Find

Since being here in the States last year, I have yet to find friends. Friends who connect with chemistry and bondage that only one can feel. Friends who will stand by you when you’re upset and need to vent. Friends who will actually remember you for who you are.

Just last week I received a little package with a pair of earrings and a simple bracelet. It was sent by Belinda and Jasmine. The same set of friends whom I went with to India and who sent me off on my last day in Singapore when I flew off to Texas last September.

Friends grow with you. You don’t just find them and hope for a connection. I tried finding them here in Texas, hoping I could connect with them the way I did with my friends back home. But it’s never going to be the same. I’m dogmatic in my views about friendship. My friends are only a handful but they are reliable, trustworthy, annd dependable. Friends way back from the days when I was a student nurse especially Karen, Kiren and Catherine who has been friends with me for almost 15 years. Monica, whom I’ve known now for almost 10 years. Belinda, Jasmine, Sharon Lee, and Aishah whom I have known for almost 5 years now since we studied our Advanced Diploma in Critical Care in the days of NYP. Rochelle whom I have known for almost 5 years now, is one who has known my insides out.

You can’t make friends your friends. I believe in chemistry and connectivity. Though now I am in the States and most of them are still in Singapore and Karen in Australia, Kiren in Vancouver, Rochelle in Toronto, somehow there is still a warm feeling that friends will always be friends, and they will always be reliable, trustworthy, and dependable.

And then there is Cindy and Jasmine, whom both of them has displayed an infinite amount of generosity towards their friends. Cindy is forever a Sunshine Nurse with a sunny, cheerful disposition and Jasmine a focused, hardworking girl with a kind, down-to-earthy disposition.

As you move with life with them, you know that these friends will be lifelong. You don’t just know it, you also can feel it. It’s connectivity. It’s chemistry.

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