friendship and tolkienPosted: February 26, 2013
I was thinking about the word friendship.
Maybe just as the word love, friendship is best a verb, something to be done. Instead friendship remains mysterious. How can one measure it? Does it change when friends fall apart or devolve to bitter rivals? If only we could squint our eyes and gaze through a crystal ball and see it as purest blue or bitter red.
Instead we assume and trust. Can friends exist who have never shared a meal, or visited each others homes, or labored on some task?
I thought back to Tolkien’s Frodo on the plains of Ithilien answering about Boromir who had betrayed him. “Yes, I was his friend, for my part.”