I found a dear friend yesterday...

I had lost her amid the dust and ashes of petty jealousies, and closed minded people.

She was my encouragement, my laughter, the one person that I knew shared my pain, and understood my fear, as I faced my first year as a survivor.

I missed her terribly, and worried about her constantly ... "did she have another stroke?", "did she wreck her car?" "did her rotten husband shoot her in a blind rage?"

The mind can concoct horrible scenarios - imagination is so far removed from reality!

She's fine, she's safe, and her southern laughter is back in my life, and I'm grateful.

When you find a friend, a TRUE friend, - - - tie them up and throw them in a closet so they never leave you.

That's my new rule. :roflmao:

~V