Have you ever had a friend that you can go without seeing for years, meet up with them and pick up right where you left off? The kind of gal you can call when you're in the middle of a Haagen-Daaz moment in life and dump all your drama to? The sort that won't judge you because you are having a bad hair day (or year), and that will correctly handle (gentle but for real) when you dare to enter into the 'do these pants make me look fat' territory? The type that you can hang up on five times in one conversation because your kid is flipping out, and you know they won't think twice about it. The rare species that you don't even have to talk to--you just know that they 'get' you and that they have your back, even when both of you are too broke, or busy, or whatever to see each other. Well have ya?
I have.
And I am very grateful. I count myself lucky for knowing you. For a very long time I didn't think I needed or was the type to have girlfriends. And then you dropped into my life and I don't know what it was before you. Thanks for being you. Thanks for being there for me. Thanks for putting up with me being the taker this year (I'll be the giver next year--I promise). I love ya. You are amazing and you make me want to be a better person.
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The taker? Whatever! You are still the giver here. I'm the taker, sheesh. :) And I really do consider myself lucky to have you as my friend. Thanks for being you and for the example you are to me.
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