Once in a great while I am completely perplexed by the generosity of a good friend. My mind at times cannot conceive why someone would be so sacrificial and nice to me. A sisterhood in the making. A friendship on the loose. A poem waiting to be written on childhood and caring and loving each other, in spite of daily aggravations like stretch marks, tired eyes and broken dreams. In the midst of life on life's terms we are given, on occasion the gift of a friend, and it soothes our aching souls like warm pumpkin soup by the fire on a cold January day.
All I needed this morning was a couple hours of sanity to take care of some grad school business, some time to read my text and think straight with no "mommy mommy mommy" or a 10 month old climbing my legs or "powing" my face to show his baby manliness.
And wala'. A good friend arrives. With a present in hand, coming to serve. Asking nothing in return.
Miracles still happen. Nice and Easy Root Touch Up and the kindness of a good friend.
For that I am truly thankful.
-Stacy
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You can just begin to imagine how glad I am that you decided to blog. Yay and yippee rah!
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