Myrna

Close to Thanksgiving, the Lord decided to show me a few extra reasons I have to be thankful.

My friends.
Not just any friends, my lifelong friends.

I had a weekend needing my friends, and they were there for me. Loving me, encouraging me, caring for me, just being there. Some just listening. Others showing up on special occasions of support.

And then suddenly, another life long friend gives me a wonderful phone call, full of love, memories, shared stories, and not long after we hang up, she sends me an email, of a sketch I did of her eons ago when we were very very young. Myrna called with humor, love, and concern for me.

I looked at this scanned sketch in disbelief. It showed all the signs of age, of having been folded, and kept. There was the face of my dear Myrna. Could I have really done this? It really does look like the great friend I remember. The sincere eyes, the shape of the face, the hairstyle. (I always loved her hair!)

What an honor that she kept it, took care of it.
Thank you Myrna. How I love you, I always have. My dearest and oldest friend in the world. We were in the crib in the nursery together! And now, so many years later, its often like we’ve never been apart….