This is a topic that I admittedly have an increasingly difficult time writing on in a way that properly conveys its importance to me. It seems appropriate to speak as plainly as I can. Sorry if it seems a tad gushy.
There are many things that folks take pride in.
This can range from grand accomplishments to loose sports loyalties.
I am supremely proud of my brothers.
Over the past decade, I have formed friendships with a group of men who I regard as brothers in the most genuine and meaningful sense of the word.
I am routinely blown away by not only the character that each of these men possess, but also how unpretentious they are about being such steadfast and inspiring dudes. The term "rock solid" comes to mind.
To say I am fortunate that these men allow me to be a part of their lives is nothing if not an understatement. I fully understand how rare it is for so many genuinely good-hearted people to gather together, and rarer still for friendships coming out of a college environment to endure for over a decade. Yet here they remain.
After much effort and no result, I have decided I can't write anything that is really all that worthwhile about the special nature of such close bonds.
So I will simply say thank you.
Thank you guys, for giving me so much inspiration and never allowing me to feel complacent.
Thank you for challenging me in the best ways possible.
Thank you for providing me a sense of community closer than anything I could have hoped to have known.
Thank you for giving me an impossibly high standard to strive for, and a humbling measure of myself.
Thank you for being willing to drop everything, without a thought and at a moments notice, to lend a hand when needed.
Thank you for doing the right thing because it is the right thing, and making it as simple as that.
Thank you for allowing me to share in your life in a meaningful way.
Truly, thank you for being my brothers.
Every man should be as fortunate as I, to be able to boast a collection of such ties.
No comments:
Post a Comment