A good friend

I know the original had been posted and this was edited. Anyway, I still love it so much and would like to share with you.

In kindergarten, your idea of a good friend was the person who let you have the red crayon when all that was left was the ugly black one.

In primary school, your idea of a good friend was the person who held your hand as you walked back home after school.

In secondary school, your idea of a good friend was the person who let you copy their homework.

In pre-university, your idea of a good friend was the person who helped you pick a university and assured you that you would get into that university.

On the threshold of adulthood, your idea of a good friend was the person who sent you off to university knowing you were loved.

Now your idea of a good friend is the person who gives you the better of the two choices, holds your hand when you're scared, thinks of you at times when you are not there, reminds you of what you have forgotten, helps you put the past behind you and stays with you so that you have confidence, helps you deal with pressure from others, smiles for you when you are sad, helps you become a better person, and most importantly loves you.