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That's What Friends Are For

Sometimes it blows my mind that I still talk to people I've known since seventh grade. (That's 18 years for those of you who don't want to do the math.)

There's something about going through the junior high years with someone that really seals a bond between souls. Anyone who has listened to you sob for the millionth time about some sappy guy or stuck by your side through the self-absorption and melodrama years really can't expect to see much worse.

Truth be told, I like knowing that someone in this world has seen the worst of me. And knows me. And isn't afraid to remind of who I am. And doesn't have the extra ties of being married to me.

Sometimes we all need that. That's what I needed this weekend--to find the motivation to dig deep within me and bring back to the surface some critical character traits I had buried years ago.

It's funny how easily we can adapt to our circumstances and wander off-course. That's where I am right now. Just a little lost. Don't get me wrong; life goes on even when you're out of town, but we all have to go home sometime.

And all you need for that is a familiar light to guide the way.
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Christy said…
I have a handful of said friends in my life as well. There's something so wonderful in that.
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