Good Friends

Someone asked me what I am looking for in a guy. Well, to start off, I am not looking for anyone. I already know some extraordinary people. People so wonderful that I wonder why I am lucky enough to call them friend. I think one on one relationships need to just grow out of friendships, otherwise they can be forced and grow in the wrong directions, ruining what is already very good.

My experience says a good friend is worth his, or her, weight in (whatever you value, divine cream puffs?)

But if I had to make out a list of qualities that I value above all others what would they be? First of all he would have to be secure and bright. A wicked sense of humor would be fun, as would a dedication to those things I find important, but on his own, not because I value them. At this age, I would want to be sure neither one of us is carrying any old baggage. And, last, but certainly not least, he would have to absolutely adore me for exactly who I am today and I would have to feel the same way about him.

Life is too short for anything less when it comes to intertwining lives as intimately as I would expect out of such a relationship.