I just spent a weekend in Bear Lake with about 20 friends. I had some time to reflect on my life and where I'm at. It's funny how life will present a friend at the perfect time. I feel like I've been given more great friends than I deserve. I've had friends there for me when I lost loved ones. I've found new friends in the most unexpected places. And I've seen friends stick with me when they should have dumped me.
Friends are one of life's bests. A fear of mine is that I'm not the same kind of friend to others that I appreciate so much. This post is for my friends. You're one of the bests in my life!