So I wrote a post yesterday about The Friends I Eat With, and what I mean by that.   I have friends.  I make friends fairly easily.  It’s part of my personality.  Maybe I’m just not that scary.

I saw something tonight – someone else’s post of something – that made me think about my post from yesterday.  Some people just don’t have friends.  I’ve written about it before – check out this post.  There are many reasons for why people don’t have friends.  I know people – that don’t have friends.  You noticed that I didn’t call them my friends.

I have several themes that I write about on this blog.  I think I want to start doing some thinking about what it means to be a friend – a real friend.  It’s not like you need to know this.  You know if you have friends or not.  You know who your friends are.  I mainly want to do some thinking about friends – because your friends shape who you become.  Your friends shape your identity.  If you don’t have any friends – you don’t experiencing any identity shaping.  You just create it.  It also helps me to think through what kind of a friend I am being.  I want to become a better friend – not just have tons of them.

So here’s the first thought about friends – real friends aren’t easily offended.  They stick around.  No matter what – you don’t just get rid of them to make your life easier.

What do you think?  Do you know anyone that has no friends?