After work tonight, we visited with a couple of old, dear friends. The kind of friends who’ve seen you at our worst, who will tell you when that eyebrow hair is getting too long, who will just be there when you need them. And I was in my pajamas, fresh from a shower (cleaning off ER nasty), no makeup. The kind of friends with whom I can be my true self: a cussing Christian who cares wholeheartedly. I don’t let the public see the whole me; it’s not worth the risk. Very few get to see the real me, and these two do.
I hope everyone has at least one friend in their life like that.
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