Real Friends are the Wheat in Life

I was talking with a dear friend the other day. We were discussing stress and health and friendships. When an individual is experiencing persistent stress, or a traumatic event, you can tell a lot about their friends by how they act and react. Stress separates the wheat from the chaff (in friendships). Not all “friends” are created equal.

My friends know I’ve spent far too much of my life visiting loved ones in hospitals and at the doctors’.  My closest friends could probably recite each incident! I got an early start in life having to cope with these visits. Through all of them, I’ve had a core group of friends that held me up while I watched others suffer. My close friends are not the type that say, “Oh, I’m so sorry” and wander off. They’re not the “It’ll be OK” type. My closest friends are the ones that call and offer the sun, the moon, and the stars – or an evening out! That behavior, to me, defines friendship.

I realize everyone is different, and some people are uncomfortable with doctors and hospitals. I also realize some people just don’t know how to act and react when someone they’re friends with gets bad news or is ill. I, unfortunately, know how to react in these situations. It’s been drilled into me from encounters with loved ones with heart problems, strokes, and cancer. I’m not going to say it came easily, but it came.

A lot of times people are uncomfortable dealing with friends in these situations so they give a weak, “I’m so sorry. Let me know if there’s anything I can do” and then they totter off, grateful it isn’t happening to them. “What if I say the wrong thing?” they ask in an attempt to make themselves feel better for putting space between them and their friend’s struggles. Look, unless you’re suddenly going to lose complete control of your senses and begin babbling like an idiot, you’re not going to “say the wrong thing.” Tears and shows of emotion aren’t “the wrong thing.” It shows your friends/loved ones that you care and are concerned. That their pain weighs heavily on you. At the end of the day, remember, this isn’t about you. It’s about your friend and what you can do to offer support.

In writing this blog, I went on Cancer.Net and checked out their suggestions for supporting a friend who has cancer. It gave great advice that can be applied to any major health trauma. It was as follows:

What to say

Here are some simple guidelines to use when talking with your friend.

Avoid saying

I know just how you feel.

You need to talk.

I know just what you should do.

I feel helpless.

I don’t know how you manage.

I’m sure you’ll be fine.

Don’t worry.

How much time do the doctors give you?

Let me know what I can do (instead, offer specific ways in which you can help and things you can provide, should they need to call on you).

Do say

I’m sorry this has happened to you.

If you ever feel like talking, I am here to listen.

What are you thinking of doing, and how can I help?

I care about you.

Just remember, the key point isn’t to make yourself feel better, it’s to be there for your friend – to provide comfort and support. Real friends are there for each other, no matter what. Real friends are the ones that pick up your kids from school, bring you over dinner when you’re too ill to make it yourself, and take you out for a cup of tea and a shoulder to cry on. Real friends are the wheat in life. The chaff you can do without.


6 responses to “Real Friends are the Wheat in Life”

  1. This is amazing.
    Amazing Denise. You just reached inside my soul and pulled out my thoughts… I’m truly in shock at how you just captured my life right now.
    My life is over-flowing with stress and my friends are the ones who put their hand out when I reach for it in the dark.
    Thank you Denise.


  2. Very well said.

    It is possible to be too upset when visiting someone in the hospital…once I was at my dad’s hospital bedside and could not stop crying (we didn’t know what was wrong, and he was very uncomfortable) and he patted my hand and told me to go home. *gulp*

    When I was having radiation, it was amazing to me that several people rearranged their schedules to give me rides to my treatments. Some used their vacation time to do so. Other friends could not imagine doing such a thing. That was ok, too. People want to protect themselves from pain.


  3. You’ve been in my thoughts and prayer, ( I pray) since your first fb post) “I have cancer”. I was just going to DM and check in (snooping around) on your page and came here. I’ve never seen all of the REAL important issues about holding someone up in time of need in one place before. It is like you read my mind and the reason I don’t have IRL friends. Myself or someone in my family has been in some doctors care for decades. I held everything together as long as I could, then my own issues started. By then, people….”friends” were long gone. I felt contageous.

    I’m truly glad that there are friends for you, in a time of need. If I were closer, I would hope to be one of them. Denise, please know that I care and am sending support through the distance that seperates us.

    Love, Joanne


  4. I am sobbing right now. Sobbing both with sadness and gratitude. Sadness for the things that happen and hurt people I care about. Grateful for the many friends I have made this year through twitter and blogs. I have so many more friends than I have ever had. And for the first time in my life, I don’t feel alone.

    Your words and suggestions are almost magical. Or at least full of common sense that we so often fail to see at the time. You are one of THE MOST caring and compassionate people I know. Yes, you can be a bad ass – when protecting those you love. And , yes, you can go on and on and on about A-Rod, but why wouldn’t you? And, yes, you even have a bug vacuum which is one of the things that I think endears you to me the most.

    You are truly beautiful inside and out. I am grateful to have you in my life, Denise. *Hugs Full of Gratitude and Affection*


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