Have you ever noticed when the song “Ain’t No Mountain High Enough” comes on at any party or establishment where dancing is occurring that every gal hangs off the person they are closest to? We cling to our besties and point to the people in our group that are there for us during the good times, the bad times and the ugly ones too. It’s one of many songs that really demonstrates that distance doesn’t matter in the greatest of relationships.
Throughout the years I always boasted that I had many “friends.” Anytime I would go to a party in University years, I would leave with 10 new Facebook “friends.” I met new people left, right and centre, and became “besties” with them all. Then, school ended and real life started to kick in. The party-time besties weren’t really there anymore and I slowly weeded out my Facebook friends from 1000+ to around 300 now (and I could probably delete a few more).
I began to realize that friendships weren’t about quantity anymore, it was about quality. To have those friends in my life where I wanted nothing more than to point and yell “Ain’t No Mountain High Enough” at them. Luckily, I have few and they are the best of the best. Friends that if weeks, months or even years pass between in-person visits, it feels like no time has passed at all.
I began to realize that friendships weren’t about quantity anymore, it was about quality.
Today, I write this post to the younger generation. The generation that is where I used to be with 1000+ Facebook friends or Instagram followers; that think quantity overweighs quality. Really take the time to assess your inner circle. The people that you keep close need to earn that closeness and know that being on social media doesn’t mean you’re besties! People might be shocked to know that some of my best long distance friends don’t have Facebook at all (*GASP!*).
But honestly, this is also a shout out to the best of the best in my close friendship circle.
They are the friends I can call at any time and know I have their undivided attention. They are the friends that say “I don’t have to work tomorrow, can I come visit?” They are the friends that call me before their parents when they get engaged. They are the friends that have challenged me through the tough times and encouraged me to be a better person. They are the friends that when I’m with them time stands still.
No matter the hours between us all, I want to say thank you for being there and just remember that there “Ain’t No Mountain High Enough.”