There's lots of friends, too. There's the central few (I refer to them as "my core") with whom you journey through life long and hard. There's the "second stringers" with whom you occasionally connect but always value because, well, they're just marvelous and there's nothing we can do about only having 24 hours in any given day. There's also the fringe friends: you may laugh over a margarita now and then or say howdy on a girls night out or run into each other at the gym every other month.
Whatever the friend, this much is true: celebrating them and all the glory of relationship they bring rarely lets you down. Back in May, a group of us scheduled an evening of wine and fondue to mark the birthday of our beloved Bee. 
In this group, ages span 30 years. We all have different waist sizes and lengths of hair with varying skin tones, eye colors, and heights. One of us had just had a baby - her 5th child and 4th son (Go Zee!) - and no one in this picture has been married less than 10 years. Yet, in the end, we shared far more of the same than the different because love was shared by all; smiles were the the order of the evening; and a great memory was made - one where each of our faces became imprinted in the heart of the other.
In this group, ages span 30 years. We all have different waist sizes and lengths of hair with varying skin tones, eye colors, and heights. One of us had just had a baby - her 5th child and 4th son (Go Zee!) - and no one in this picture has been married less than 10 years. Yet, in the end, we shared far more of the same than the different because love was shared by all; smiles were the the order of the evening; and a great memory was made - one where each of our faces became imprinted in the heart of the other. Friendship is hard. Not a new revelation, no. But true, nevertheless. And there's lots of kinds of friendship. But friendship like this is the best. It's sharing of the same. Doing of the like. And loving with your best.
Just a friendly reminder.
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