I know we don’t always talk. I know we don’t always get to see each other, and I know we’re probably a few hundred thousand miles away from each other most parts of the year. That doesn’t mean we don’t care for one another. Nor does it mean I don’t think of you.
This year, I’ve really reflected on which ones are my true friends. And I’m really glad I adopted the way of not telling lies. Even the slightest ones like saying I’m fine when I’m not. So this one is for the real friends out there, who I miss everyday. You’re my chosen family.
//c_Cae; lots of appreciation here.