Dennis M. Ayotte, Jr. is La Prensa's resident Writer-at-large with many of his own MAN issues. Follow his column as his shares his tales of success, his failures, insecurities, unique views on life and occasional rants.
S.A..- Dennis M. Ayotte, Jr. is La Prensa's resident Writer-at-large with many of his own MAN issues. Follow his column as his shares his tales of success, his failures, insecurities, unique views on life and occasional rants.
By Dennis M. Ayotte, Jr
Some old guy once told me, “You’re lucky to make it through life with one true friend.”
At the time I was a twenty-year old college kid that knew it all. I was still in contact with many of my high school friends and had met dozens of awesome new ones during school.
I laughed at the old man after tossing some change in his cup thinking to myself, “I have a ton of friends bro, you’re crazy.” But, I missed an important part of what he said—true friend. Maybe it was his stench that dissuaded me but regardless I didn’t really listen.
He was talking about the type of friend that will put in a call to the Sherriff after being arrested for a warrant to have you released from jail early or the type of friend that would let you sleep on his couch for months because you were evicted from your apartment.
Those types of friends are few and far between now that I’m older.
I don’t speak to any of my old high school friends, maybe two or three tops. Of my college buds, I still speak to the ones that matter and kept it real but even then it’s not like they’d rush to my aid.
It’s important to have someone in your corner for life, someone you can share your deepest darkest secrets with. It doesn’t matter if it’s a female or male having that person there is beyond words. There is a security that comes with true friendship that comforts the soul.
Honestly, I might have one of those true friends. Sad—maybe—but at least I have my mama who would give up anything in the world to ensure I was taken care of. All moms would but to be blunt she’s going to kick the bucket before any true friend I have.
Then what? I’m alone.
Finding that bromance or girl [space] friend is hard and you may never find them. However, you never know, friendships spawn in the craziest of ways.
Four years ago I would have never imagined the closest I have to a true friend would be my closest true friend. We went form a professor-pupil relationship to a boss-intern rapport to an amazing friendship that blossomed over a crazy week in Austin at South by Southwest (where some people’s efforts were futile).
Some things are just meant to happen naturally and when they do it turns out pretty awesome.
More importantly don’t forget those old relationships you once had that may be rekindled one day. Despite being snubbed as best man at my best high school friend’s wedding it’s all good maybe one day he’ll come around.
For now, I’m thankful to the few who’ve stuck around— my boy in Austin by way of New York (South Texas’ most eligible bachelor) and my girl (and her Lit’l Smokies) who just moved back from Iraq still keep it real.