I have friendships that stretch from Texas to Massachusetts. Michigan to Delaware. Pennsylvania to Ohio. Colorado and back. And all of you here out in blogosphere.
They are wonderful, strong women. Quick witted and intelligent. Funny and supportive. There with a shoulder to cry on and a stern "Stand up and fight" when I need it. They are beautiful inside and out. They are kind and loving, fun and mine.
We have girls nights and long conversations on the phone when distance and time constraints prevents us from getting together. We text when even a phone conversation isn't possible. Even the smallest, "Hey, thinking of you" brightens my day from one of these women. We cry and laugh together over big things and little things. We celebrate successes and hug a
I am so very blessed.
So when I encounter a group of women who fail at all of things?
I need to move on.