You gotta have friends.
I really do have the best friends. Look at all these pink friends in the 2011 Little Rock Race for the Cure; pink friends rock my world!
I’m grateful for my gold friends–eternally grateful. I always individually refer to these gold friends as my best friend. Sounds like a junior high girl, no? My gold friends are so special to me I call them lifers or lifetime friends. There is nothing they could ever do to cease being a lifer to me. They know who they are. We can talk about anything, absolutely anything, and they are brutally honest with me, and me with them. We also laugh like hyenas. We can just look at each other and crack ourselves up. Lord, I love those friends!
Now I am gathering more silver friends. This past year I’ve become involved in more social activities and have met some amazing women who are becoming quite special to me. I just spent a weekend with a group of silver friends at a knitting/quilting retreat. My throat is still sore from laughing. Pillow fight–need I say more?
I’m wondering if there is such a thing as bronze friends….
Make new friends, keep the old. One is silver and the other gold.