A friend is one you choose to be in your life. How often have you heard that? A friend is a gift you give yourself. Another pithy saying, Sometimes "friends" are a loose term. There are friends who are really acquaintances: you might know them from work, then you leave the job and *POOF* they are gone. There are friends who you meet and hit it off and think you will be best buds forever, then you grow apart, lose touch, and feel sad, but you move on. Then there are friends who would die for you. The ones who you can call on at 3 AM and say "help!" and they are there. We are blessed to have friends (and family) who are like that. The neighbor that hugs you when you cry and says "we are there for you." and really really means it. The BFF that you can call at a moment's notice and you say "Can I come over?" and they drop everything and say "yes! of course" and you can cry and laugh and get words of wisdom because They Have Been There and still ARE there, dealing with serious illness, yet, they spend their precious time to surround you with love. These are the million little things that define true friendship that really surpasses any dictionary meaning. It is deep and abiding. Of course I am including family, not just people you aren't "related" to. Case in point: when I called cousins that are hundreds of miles away to tell them of DH's stroke, their first response was: "we can pack the car and be up there in hours;' You have no idea what this means to us.
Yesterday marked one week since the snake slithered into our lives and truly we could not have made it without our nearest and dearest loving us, praying for us, holding us. There are no words whatsoever to thank you for your open hearts and open arms. The bittersweet side of this painful time has brought us so much joy knowing we are not alone and love can heal even the deepest of wounds.
Week 2: Here we come, watch out, we're ready. Relatively...
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