My girl friends from The Point celebrate each and every birthday, and revel in the fact that we are still alive after all these years.
We give each other totally useless, but wonderful things.
I announced in April that the only thing I wanted this year was a bag of cow manure for my garden.
I even told them they could get it at Fred’s for $2.50. That’s about 63 cents a piece. (Think that’s too much?)
Low and behold I got three bags of cow manure this weekend. I was as happy a dog with two tails.
Marie brought me a Jerusalem cross from her trip to Israel which I will notate in my will that each of my friends will be able to wear for one quarter each year.
Friends are wonderful, but there’s nothing like friends you’ve had since grammar school when you had no social skills or a clue how to build a relationship.
They are the ones that will be with you forever.