The Good, the Bad, the Ugly

I have learned that it takes hard times for me to realize how blessed I really am, specifically with friendships where I can be who I really am. Where I don't think twice about wearing jeans and putting my hair in a ponytail. Where I can be silly, say something stupid, laugh about something frustrating, or cry about something overwhelming. Where I am listened to and heard. Where I am prayed for and encouraged. Where I am loved for who I am, not who I might be. I don't know how I would have made it through this last month without you - you have truly been witness to the good, the bad, and the ugly. I love you and thank you from the depths of my heart.