She's wise. My friend.
My life has had it's ups and downs.
I've made decisions that still, today, I regret. I try not to. Think about them. I know they can't be changed.
She helps me to realize that.
She is strong. I don't know how she does it some days as she has her share of ups and downs also. Life. Roller coasters.
Her thoughts always encourage me. Her words, make me smile.
Her love and support...never ending.
I was...I am...an air force brat...all grown up. I moved every couple of a years when I was just a silly thing. It was difficult to depend on anything. Difficult to make friends. A thought of 'best friends' always in the distant. Always cautious. Never wanting to get too close to something, someone. Teen years...rougher than they should have been. Scars of life that even today, still haunt me. Even today, I don't make the best of friends. I know...I'm not always dependable as a friend. I hate that. I want to be. I do. Want to be. And yet....
She picks me up. She wipes me off with her 'friendly' words. I envy her strength. I long for her faith.
I love you, my dear friend.