You called as I was finishing that last blog post. The phone rang as I was hitting "publish", so I know you couldn't have read it yet. But somehow you knew I needed to get out of MY headspace and just talk to you. It was just about "nothing" - we talked about how we were doing, how he was, how you were, and a bunch of other things, and very much did NOT talk about how miserable I was.
That's exactly what I needed. Somehow, you knew. Somehow, you always know, even when I don't tell you.
That's why you're my best friend. I thank God every day for sending you into my life.
Thanks.
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