"You have been my friend, that in itself is a tremendous thing..." E.B. White wrote. What really is a friend? I do not believe that there is such thing as a friend. You see people on the street and at first they are strangers. Then you meet one of them and you can say you know them. Then you spend more time with them and you can say that they're an acquaintance. Then you spend more and more and more time with them. They are not a friend, acquaintance, or stranger. When they know you better than you know yourself, they become Family. And family is far more important than a friend, in a way, you love them. You love them like a sister, brother, cousin, mother, father, or whatever they are to you. They become this big, great almost overwhelming supporter and someone who is always there. They are unexpendable and they are essential to your very existence. This one person is your life line and you'd never know it.