I treasure my friends. This was on my mind at work today, as I drug my tired aching self through a nine hour shift. There are two women I met at my last job that are dear friends. We actually call one another sister of my heart. The three of us worked together for over four years, and have maintained our friendship for at least that long since I left that job.
We were able to spend a precious few hours together late Sunday, and this tired body paid in spades today. But that is OK, because I had hugs and laughs, shared the mundane and sublime. And then had more hugs, Life is good.
And I love Deb and Rae.
We were able to spend a precious few hours together late Sunday, and this tired body paid in spades today. But that is OK, because I had hugs and laughs, shared the mundane and sublime. And then had more hugs, Life is good.
And I love Deb and Rae.
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