So, there's that.
Also, it occurs to me that a true friend will talk to you, saying anything just to fill the airtime, while you weep in a public bathroom.
I always seem to be tongue tied in that situation, when I'mthe consoling friend. It's one of the reasons I love Jessica Fletcher - yeah, I'm working in a Murder, She Wrote plug here - because she always knows just what to say, whether she walks in on a married couple fighting or the tail end of a tryst.
Me? I never know what to say. I was so impressed that at one point I was able to sort of step back and marvel at how they are able to just keep talking, quietly, fiercely, consoling, comforting, advising, in a steady stream of words that flowed seamlessly. I wonder if they outline before they do it, or if they have talking points like politicians who comment after a debate.
I do not wish to treat friendships daintily,
but with the roughest courage.
When they are real,
they are not glass threads or frost-work,
but the solidest thing we know.
- Ralph Waldo Emerson