The other day Phyllis made a comment kind of out of the blue. “You know what I realized about all my close friends I have kept?” she asked, referencing her close relationships with college and high school friends — me included.
“They all think about other people. They’re considerate.”
Besides having similar interests and good senses of humor, she said that all the friends she has kept in touch with are all caring of other people’s feelings, belongings, time — everything. And the “friends” that she does not spend as much time with or maybe sometimes slightly annoy her, it is because they are not as considerate as the close ones she has.
It’s the Golden Rule.
I agreed and said that we simply surround ourselves with people that we like to be around — that treat us with the same respect that we treat them. I said the way I act toward my friends (and anyone for that matter) is the way I want to be treated. Treat others the way you want to be treated.
I guess I just like to be treated pretty darn well since I tend to treat others immensely well, I told Phyllis. So, in the end, is it really all about me then? I would hope not.