a real friend.

friendships. 

in good times, they enjoy, they listen, they bless. 

in bad times, they fume, they cry and they hurt,

but they also communicate, listen, forgive, heal and move on. 

it causes enough discomfort for change;

hard change, tiring change, but good change.

and during that process, still, 

real friends are stickers, they dont leave; sometimes they run but they always return to reconcile.

real friends believe, certain of the good they see in others, certain that better days are on their way.

real friends change inwards, never blaming another's faults and shortcomings.

real friends never give up, trusting that some things are more than worth all the tears and the struggles.

real friends hope without expectations, putting aside their needs as priority. 

they love. over and beyond events, emotions and everyday life.

a real friend,

is something i've failed to be. 

and maybe, its caused a change in something i've held dear. 

but with the love of a Real friend, the one who sticks closer than a brother,

i'm hoping i'll be a real friend. 

a post, that maybe, consists of more feelings than thoughts about the picture.
but Hector here's my real doggy friend. i never truly believed dogs could feel with their owners, but now i know Hector can. and he shows it in the cutest ways ever. he's truly a blessing.