Thank you... I grew up as an Army brat, you kind of learn not to make deep friendships because you know sooner rather than later you or they, are going to be moving. Because of that I learned to amuse myself and be independent, among other things. of course it also made it hard for me to form real friendships once my dad retired and we settled down in North Carolina.
It's really only been recently that I've made what I consider to be real, true friends. People who will be in my life for the rest of it. For once I have people who I know will be there when I'm sad, happy, sick, lonely, bored and crazy. People who took the time to see beneath what others see as shyness/snobbishness/ whatever they see me as. I don't like to bother people so I'm usually waiting on someone to call or text me first...most people figure that out, others think it means I don't won't to talk to them when that is usually far from the truth.
I'm not always the easiest person to get to know but I think I'm worth it in the end. So thank you for being my friend... all of you.... but especially you!!!
This week has sucked major balls. Husband in car wreck thanks to a shitty Tampa driver texting & not paying attention, Cat having shit fits every night ...