The true meaning of friends

I can not feel the beauty of life through the glitter of the world, or the beauty of night life. I could not feel the real beauty of life with through how many friends I have. I doubt someone or even some people who've told me, that real life is beautiful if we have a lot of friends. Hmmm .... my question now is, how kind of friend?
It is nice when we have lots of friends, while happy, why not?. But if in trouble or shortage, not all can really care. I speak from an experience, and I admit it. Especially when talking about the ugliness of a friend from another friend ... I think this is not what makes life beautiful. Is not that right? However not all like that, and unfortunately... many are like that.
Therefore, I want to make a conclusion, that in fact, a friend is someone who lives very close to us, this could be sisters, brothers, husbands, wives, children and even our mother or father. We do not have to have friends who are not blood relatives with our flesh. Because even our families can feel more sorrow or sadness we feel. They prefer to feel the sense of a nexus. They could consider us the enemy, like other people also assume we are the enemy. But the hostility in the family can still be united, without being harmed. Is not the function of a friend is the same with your family?
Now I realize, that in fact my best friend is my husband, my daughter, the patients who I visited every day. I could talk, complaining, feeling the excitement and even cried together. I feel real life. I found my friends. I can enjoy the glitter of the night with my husband, shopping with my daughter, joking with them, argue with them, occasionally I meet my old friends. I know how I divide my time with them, but most importantly, is the tranquility of my family. I've learned from someone who is kind, which until now has become a guideline in my life, that we should be able to distinguish which is more important for this life ... and I'm very grateful..