Old Friends

It is a lovely thing to have an old friend... One who knows you and accepts you just as you are. One you can talk to OR sit quietly with for hours on end. One who you can be silly with and who lifts you up and who truly hears to you.

Mikki came to town last weekend and we were amazed to realize we have been friends for 18 years. I have known Mikki even longer than Mark and as I told him at our anniversary in February, in 5 years we will officially have been together for half my life. That is crazy nutso considering I still feel like a little young thing (though I suppose almost 40 is not necessarily "little young thing" territory - hey, as I tell others, it is just a number! I can't change my tune when it comes to me!).

I think the importance of friendship has been a relatively recent realization for me.  Maybe you need to be almost 40 to fully grasp the value of connecting with someone on that level...  I don't know but I am so grateful to count a few truly beautiful souls as my friends - Mikki included.  As you can see, Milo clearly loves Mikki too! Who wouldn't??