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Wednesday, October 1, 2003


Friendship is a strange thing. We find ourselves telling each other the deepest details of our lives ... things we don't even share with the families who raised us. But what is a friend? A confidant? A shoulder to cry on? An ear to listen? A heart to feel? A friend is all these... and more. No matter where we met, no matter how long we've been together...



I call you friend. A word so small, yet so large in feeling, a word filled with emotion, a word overflowing with love. Truly great things come in small packages. Once the package of friendship has been opened, it can never be closed. It is a constant book always waiting...waiting to be read...and enjoyed. We may have our disagreements...we may have our appointments...We may argue...we may have concern for one another...

Friendship is a unique bond that lasts through all tribulations. A part of each of us goes into our friendships...our humor... our experiences...our tears.

Who comes first to your mind?



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It is always refreshing to know what is in your mind. Thanks!