Tuesday, November 16, 2010
I have been given many gifts in my life. None of them compares to the gift of friendship. My life is so full of amazing relationships:
A friend willing to help me out at a moment's notice. Without even asking for it. Who doesn't take no for an answer, and I feel no guilt because I know she wants to.
A friend spending hours and hours and hours talking about life. About stuff that matters, and stuff that doesn't.
A friend so loyal it actually makes my heart hurt.
One who accepts my gifts without question, because she has to.
One who loves my children as much as she does her own.
One woman who gets me. Who has the same world views and spirituality. A gift beyond measure, to be understood.
A friend who shares. Who allows me to share back.
A group of friends, a safehouse, a hiding spot, where I never doubt that I am loved.
One who does not judge me, but challenges me.
Friends who allow me to help them buy or sell a home. It's my business, but it's your life.
A friend who reaches out. One who I thought was disinterested. And yet, we add value to each others' lives by being there.
A friend who thinks of me. Without strings or expectations, simply because she cares.
One who makes me laugh until I cannot catch my breath.
One who admires me, even if there is nothing admirable in my character. Who respects me, who believes in me.
I could not make it without you. If you found yourself in there, then I am grateful for you. Thank you for being kind to me, my friend.