I had a great conversation tonight with my sweetest friend. When we got off the phone, I couldn't believe that it had been 78 minutes since she had called. What's funny is we had plenty more to talk about and probably could have gone for hours, but DH came home, and I figured my friend should go to bed. I love this friend. I will tell you why:
She loves me for who I am. Mistakes, problems, tantrums and all.
She loves my children almost as much as I do.
She's very talented --organized almost to a fault, but I wish I could be like her.
She's beautiful. Jealously beautiful, but I don't hate her for it.
We can fight, but then resolve it and forgive each other within seconds. And sometimes we argue a lot, especially if we are in close proximity for a long stretch of time. :)
I love her son almost as much as my own, although I don't get a chance to show it much.
She is soft-spoken, but fiery when angry.
She is comfortable to be with --like hot tomato soup and grilled cheese sandwiches on a cold, rainy day. Or a nice fleece blanket during the first snow-fall.
She builds me up whenever I most need it --And tears me down when I need it even more.
She's probably my closest friend. In fact, when I think about it, she's been my friend for 23 years.
She's my sister --"M"-- and I will love her forever.
Thanks, sis, for talking to me tonight. Everything looks better now --and life is so much sweeter. You are the greatest!