"I've run through rainbows and castles of candy
And I've cried a river of tears from the pain
I tried to dance with what life had to hand me
And if I could... I'd do it all over again"
I celebrated a birthday a few days ago. Well, maybe celebrated isn't the right word. I'm older now. Wiser. More sophisticated. Actually, I'm just faking it. I don't like birthdays. Too much opportunity to reflect, contemplate. That's the last thing I want to do. The past few years have been pretty rough. The last great birthday I had was 27. I'm not telling how many years ago that was. Ok, it was five. Maybe that's why I changed my facebook profile to say I was born in 1982. I was not. But, 27 was a pretty awesome year. I have pictures from that year and I can see the exact moment it changed. But, I digress. This post is about an amazing friend I have. There's a reason that some friends are lifers. It's because they know you. The real you. I opened up a birthday card and out fell a piece of paper with the aforementioned lyrics on them. My heart leapt. Then I read the card...
"I wish you the happiest birthday that you can have. I say it that way because I know that you're in a place where even the happiest events are shaded with grey. Remember, any time it gets to be too much, you can call me and I'll remind you of who you are."
There was more, but I was in tears by the time I got to the end of the card. This was the best, most honest birthday message I received- and I received a lot. Both Greg and Lisa said they couldn't believe all the FB greetings I was getting all day, suggesting that I have so many friends and so many people in my life that like me. That's cool, but I know that it's the quality that counts. A good friend is hard to find. A real friend. The kind who gets you. The kind who knows the real you and will remind you "any time."
xxxxx to SRS