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Written November 11, 2010...

"A friend knows the song in my heart and sings it to me when my memory fails." ~ Donna Roberts

I have a friend who has a way of making me remember even the smallest of things that make us laugh together, and if just for a moment, all is right again in my world.



"I found out what the secret to life is: friends.  Best friends."  Ninny Threadgoode, "Fried Green Tomatoes"

My best friend?  My best friend is the one who sticks with me through thick and thin.

"True friendship comes when silence between two people is comfortable." ~ Dave Tyson Gentry

I know with one friend, in particular, silence is golden.  It is in what not is said that the most is said.

"Silences make the real conversations between friends. Not the saying but the never needing to say is what counts." ~ Margaret Lee Runbeck, Answer Without Ceasing

It was once said that an awkward moment of silence is averaged about every 20 minutes in a conversation.  It's in those pauses and the recovery from them where you find friends who truly get you.

"But oh! the blessing it is to have a friend to whom one can speak fearlessly on any subject; with whom one's deepest as well as one's most foolish thoughts come out simply and safely. Oh, the comfort - the inexpressible comfort of feeling safe with a person - having neither to weigh thoughts nor measure words, but pouring them all right out, just as they are, chaff and grain together; certain that a faithful hand will take and sift them, keep what is worth keeping, and then with the breath of kindness blow the rest away." ~ Dinah Craik, A Life for a Life, 1859

I have one sounding board friend that is just amazing.  We vent, we rant, we rave...then we laugh, we love, and we move on.  To sum it up, it's awesome.

"The tender friendships one gives up, on parting, leave their bite on the heart, but also a
curious feeling of a treasure somewhere buried." ~ Antoine de Saint-Exupéry, Southern Mail, 1929, translated from French by Curtis Cate

I have said goodbye to my share of friends as either I have moved or they have moved away and on with their lives.  Our roads ran parallel for a time and then a fork in the road took us down separate pathways.  No matter how long those pathways continue on, the memory of those parallel miles together are sweet and treasured.

"Each friend represents a world in us, a world possibly not born until they arrive." ~ Anäis Nin

My life has been widened, enriched, and given a boost by friends who open new worlds to me.  Whether by adventures abroad or at home, a life well lived for the benefit of others and for the glory of God is sometimes the simplest form of inspiration.

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