I am grateful for my Cheryl.On this Friday the thirteenth, superstitiously bad day for luck, it was my good fortune not only to get a phone call from, but have a super long conversation with, my "Ya-Ya Cheryl." The convo began with a bit of catching up and then blossomed into what turned out to be a great gift to both of us.
We both want a friendship with someone who is honest, forthcoming, and will call us on our junk. I think that's what most people want, but are too afraid to ask for it and/or offer it. There has to be a foundation of trust and respect, and I have that with her.
She has been through a lot and is still going through much, but I am blessed by the truths she shares with me. I realize anew that we must not neglect popping through the hedge to visit one another lest it grow together and hinder the gateway.
It was perfect timing for the call, a perfect present that we will unwrap and enjoy for the rest of this day. And maybe even the next few.
Thank You, Lord, for this precious soul.
Ahhh! Thank you! I love the picture of the hedge and hate the thought of it growing together. Here's to many more years of popping through!! Love you bunches.
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