What going home means to me

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What going home means to me


I was lucky enough to go home this past week, my girlfriend was having her 50th birthday and I wanted to be there to help her celebrate turning 50 and fabulous.


We have known each other since we were 6 years old. our mothers were friends and we hung out during all their visits to each other.


If you know me, you know I have alot of friends since childhood that I am still friends with and not just Facebook friends.

On Thursday when I got there I hung out with friends I’ve known since I was 8, my parents were friends with her parents. I helped them move too many times to count, was there for their wedding, the birth of their child and every major event and holiday in our lives.


I stayed there and then I stayed with one of my best friends I’ve known since we were 12. We went through drug addiction, marriages, divorces, dating and still we are here as friends. He has a great heart and is one of the funniest men I know, I love him for who he is in his soul.


On Monday I got to have breakfast with another dear friend, she was my best friend back in the day when we were 11 or 12. We lived across the street from each other, we were both dirt poor, we lost our fathers close to the same time, we were tough girls who people called bitches later on because we had to do, what we had to do to survive. We drifted apart for many years but God brought us back together quite a few years ago. To realize that we had lived parallel lives while we were apart, we both married verbally abusive men, stayed in marriages for the sake of our kids and found our voices after years of heartache.We have been close ever since.


Yes, I am blessed with long time friends, friends who I can’t imagine my life without. Friends that know all about me and still love me for me.


I am and always have been a friend till the end, a ride or die friend, a be there till the end friend, that is just who I am.

And even when you do me wrong I am that friend who will forgive you, because I know who you are in your soul.


So today my friends, count your friends then count your blessings…they say if you can count your true friends on one hand your lucky…then I am doubly lucky as I have many dear and long time friends.


So thank you to all my wonderful hometown friends…there is nothing like having memories with someone that lasts a lifetime.

I am blessed that you all are still in my life, remembering old times and making new memories…I love you all…thanks for yet again another, hell of a weekend!


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“And just when the caterpillar thought his life over…he turned into a beautiful butterfly”


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