My Father once told me "Honey, friends are like rare jewels, if you find ONE in your life, consider yourself very blessed"... I didn't quite understand what he said, when he said it. I was young and thought everyone was a friend. Strangers were just friends I hadn't met yet.
Now that I am older and a bit wiser, I realize my Dad meant TRUE friends are very rare indeed
I have a friend who picked up on some things I've said, things I'm sure went over most peoples heads...but not hers. She was quick to write me and even faster at reminding me of some of the good I've done. Some of the lives I've touched and some of the hearts I've entered. She didn't write to puff me up with false accolades , she wrote to remind me of things I had long forgotten.
I do not commit good deeds to memory. When I help someone, I do it from my heart not to keep score. I have spent my entire life trying to bring happiness to others. Sometimes I succeed and other times I fail miserably, but I never stop trying.
I have been very lucky, I do indeed have a few fabulous TRUE friends, they are the jewels my Dad spoke of, this particular friend is the brightest jewel of all...not my oldest friend,(but we do go back a ways) but one who has supported me in EVERYTHING, I've ever done. One who could see pain when others couldn't, one who could feel the heart break, when others were totally unaware, one who never stops reminding me of my successes. She knows who she is and I thank her, not only for having a memory far better then my own, but for always being able to find the words to lift me up from the dark into a brighter and happier place... I love you dear friend and I am truly blessed to have you in my life.
