Best Friend

Let's be real here. The last few months have been killer. Selling a house, moving in with family, who have been awesome, and losing a job. I am the first to admit it could always be worse, I admit that mostly because I think if I say it, then it won't get worse, like the universe can hear me and no longer feels the need to prove it.

I am lucky enough to have some amazing people that I feel honored to call my family, I would say friends too, but the kind of friends that I am blessed with count as family too. This is about YOU.

When I feel discouraged like I can't fight on, I think of you.
I think what would you do?
I know you have faith it will all be ok, I will lean on that for awhile.
When I feel powerless and scared, I know that you are there to catch me when I fall.
When I call you crying about something silly, you remind me that I AM being silly.
I tell you with steam coming out of my ears about how someone was so mean and so hurtful to me, you remind me that maybe they are fighting challenges too and I just stepped in their path at the wrong time.
You make me a better person, you make me strong enough to fight another day.
You make me remember who I am and what I am capable of.
Most important, I KNOW you love me on my best days and on my worst days.
You make this journey worth all the hard times and you make the good times even better.

So thank you my friend, for being my support, the one that keeps me in line, that someone that I can depend on no matter what. I will be forever grateful for the friendship you have offered me. 

While we were off on a little family trip we stopped at a National Park that was made from lava. The whole park is old volcanoes and lava. You can imagine that not much grows out there. There were however these little plants all over growing in the rocks. We found a sign that said these little plants have a root system underground that is about three feet wide. This makes them able to resist the crazy winds that come through the area. These little plants made me think of my own roots, what keeps me grounded when the wind blows around me.