F is for Friends

Friends are loads of fun, aren’t they?

I have 3d friends (stole that term from Pippi) that have been around for years, and some new ones, too.  I’m rich in those friends, and I love that women I’ve met through different times in my life like each other, too.  There are my childhood friends, my NY friends, my writing friends, my ABQ SnB girlies, and my bff in the hood.  The boundaries blend, and they all become simply friends.   

I have blog friends, some of whom I’ve met in real life, some whom I look forward to meeting, and some whom, despite the distance, I know I will meet.  Look what came in the mail from Ms. Giving Flower herself.  She brought this across the ocean for me, and when our meetup wasn’t a go, she sent this anyway.

There was a chocolate bar, too, quickly consumed and thoroughly enjoyed.  The yarn is already on the needles and will make a fabu pair of socks for me.  Kimberly chose the colors with care, thinking about my Wedding Shawl as she selected.  If that thoughtfulness doesn’t bespeak a kind friend, what does?

Friends, you sustain me.  Thanks!