I feel so blessed with the dear friends I have been given in this life. No matter where I have lived, these incredible people have appeared. Many I've known now for several decades (like 45 plus years!), some just for several years. They have become my extended family, my village. There isn't just one, but rather, a group of precious, treasured friends and certain family members. I feel like I could call on them for anything at any time, and they know I am there for them always. We've shared life's joys and sorrows and everything in between.
This morning, for example, one of my best friends came to sit with me while my youngest had an endoscopic procedure. It's a common procedure, but I was scared, of course. My husband was out of town, and with no family here, my friend knew how much her presence would mean. I didn't even ask. She just moved her morning appointments around and told me she was coming. Love her dearly.
Another dear friend, who had also been here on this board in the early mamasource days, died last year. Despite her own hard fought battle with cancer, including numerous surgeries and rounds of chemo and radiation, she was always there for others, a true and genuine person throughout. She was someone I could trust with anything, and though I miss her dearly, the memories of times shared still make me smile and laugh, still inspire me, and give me strength.
I am thankful every day for all of these people.