Make My Day
Okay, so the title of this post is a bit misleading, but I like it and that's what counts.I have this friend who by virtue of being herself, makes me happy. She called yesterday afternoon and it made my day. I always enjoy talking to her, even if sometimes I have to put her on hold long enough to reprimand the smallest member of our family. It is odd, but she is one of the few people I know whose calls I always take. Isn't that bizarre? I always take calls from my sister and parents, a few other close friends, but I also am unavailable to a large assortment of people most of the time. But I enjoy Christina and our conversations. She is a delight, supremely charming with an edge, and quite possibly the sweetest person I know.
I wish she wasn't so far away so that we could talk more. But, I keep telling myself that one of these days I'll get my husband back to Texas and we'll pop in on Christina and her family. Maybe stay for a meal. (I hear the food is amazing!)
Anyway, I have a lovely friend who by virtue of doing nothing but being herself makes me feel special. I bask in her glow folks, that's all.
