here’s to friends
Here’s to friends.
…those who read your late night, rambling emails that are far too emotional and still don’t judge. Instead, they call and listen to you rant for about an hour. At midnight. When both of you have to work the next day.
…those who make you laugh so hard that you think you might have displaced a kidney in the process.
…those who witness you trip and fall down the stairs, spilling cider all over the carpet, and don’t tell anyone about it. (Not that this actually happened to me, you see. Errmmmm…)
…those who lavish over-the-top praises on you for something as simple as making a birthday cake and are actually sincere; that kind of appreciation and love just makes my insides glow.
…those who you can see for only one day, after they’ve flown cross-country, and they still let you know that even that one day is enough.
…those who find immense value in a Sunday afternoon picking (and eating) warm blueberries off the bush with you, with buckets strapped around our waists and cameras slung on our shoulders.
…those who don’t let go right away when they hug you.
…those who dream together.
…those who will drink three glasses of champagne with you on a weeknight just because you feel like celebrating for no reason at all.
…those who, no matter the evidence to the contrary or the implications that you may have lost your mind, never, ever stop believing in you.
What’s your toast today?
[photo credit here]