Just Wanna Say...

You know who you are.

I just thought I’d take the time to thank you for having been my friend through all these messed up years of my life. I guess when I pause to take stock all those who have come into my life and have since moved on, its really such a gift that you’re still around.

Yes, our friendship has also had its seasons, where we drifted in and out of each other’s lives, and times when we hardly had time for each other. But I guess with some people, you never really do move on. It was always easy to get back in touch, and carry on as if we’ve always been around.

Thanks for never labeling who I am by my actions and achievement in life. You alone saw myself as being a lot bigger than the sum total of all my parts. You never let up on a chance to give me stick for my failures, but at the same time you’ve never allowed it to define your understanding of me. Thus, you became my teacher, the one who taught me about loyalty to friends. More importantly, you taught me how to choose my friends wisely. Those who are worth keeping, and those whom I need to learn to let go of. Friendship is an art that requires a lot of discernment and wisdom, and so much of what I had comes from you.

Your optimism and good spirits have always been such an encouragement to me. Given my proneness towards melancholia, your brand of sunshine somehow works for me, without making me feel like it’s all an act. Your optimistic belief in people somehow rubs off on me, and after some time with you, I go away with a little more cheer in my heart, and a little more belief in this world. Honestly, I still don’t know how you can do it. You see a lot of the things I do, about how messed up everything is, yet you continue to maintain your cheerful and optimistic disposition towards the world. I guess it really is a gift. Thanks for sharing it with me, and making this world a little bit brighter for me.

In church and faith, you have been one of the few whom I could be open and honest with. I guess its always so easy for the ego to go into “martyrdom mode” in church, and cry out to God as Elijah did that “I feel like the last man standing”. Yet I found in you not only the reality that I’m not alone, but also someone who could listen and offer perspective. Some people are able to disagree with you, but at the same time genuinely listening and trying to understand what you’re getting at. Others simply wait for you to finish talking before starting to tell you what they think. Thanks for never being the latter to me.

You are someone of very good stature in your church, but was the first to show me that the stature is not to be used for securing your agenda. Growing up in my church, politics and power-play is so rampant amongst those we revere as “spiritual giants”, I was always blind to how wrong that is. You taught me about meekness and humility, and gave me a firsthand demonstration of what Christ expects of us when He gives us greater responsibilities.

It was great fun helping you out at your wedding. I guess its very easy to be happy for you and share your joy, knowing how much joy you’ve brought into mine. I really can’t wait for your first baby to pop, so that I can begin the long-awaited task of spoiling him/her rotten and leaving the mess for you to handle. Ha!

Of course, no friend is flawless, and your biggest fault is your abjectly bad taste in soccer. Who in his right mind supports Liverpool??? Nevertheless, just as you’ve taught me to believe in my friends, I too, have hopes of you coming round to your folly and be a Red Devil.

Grins.

So there you go. My heartfelt thanks and appreciation for being such a friend and brother. I couldn’t have made it this far in life if not for you.

Love,
Me.














YES. I’d love to have such a person as a friend. Anyone who knows someone like that, please intro him to me. My friendship pool is rapidly drying up.