Friday, February 26, 2010
Just got thinking about old friends... from way back, back a ways and not so far back... I got to see a handful of old friends from high school days a couple weeks ago. We didn't go to the same high schools, but were still bound together in that early teenage idealism and poem-writing stage that we will never forget. The nice thing about these friends is they will love me my whole life and not care what I do to mess up.
Isn't that what its all about? Being able to be yourself with your friends, not be rejected if you mess up (again) and still be welcomed with a hug and warm greeting... that's what its all about. I love my old pals dearly and always will. I'm sure you're included in my 'old pals'! (hb, too!)