It’s not the great things we do and the people who applaud that matters… But the times we screw up, breakdown, fall apart, hit the floor… And the friends who stick around and help us laugh through it all.

I wish to spend more time with you again. Talk about the old times. Get caught up on all that’s been going on in our lives, and be amazed that no matter how much time had passed, our friendship stays.

Dear God, I don’t need lots of friends, as long as real ones stay with me. So bless them all… Especially the sweetest one reading this message.