While reading one of my favorite blogs - Stacy's Random Thoughts I stumbled upon Otin. It was his birthday (according to Stacy) and I always wish people Happy Birthday. So I jogged over to his blog to do just that and was just taken by his posts. What a fantastic blogger. Check them both out if you haven't already. It's well worth it!!
So today on Otin's blog - which I have been reading daily, is Happy Hour Friday which he and RXBambi host. If you would like to participate as well, all you need to do is list some things that make you happy. Be sure to visit Otin to link up your Happy Hour Friday list.
So what makes me happy?
My friends make me happy new and old some of them silver the others gold. How does the little ditty go?
There are a few friends in my life that stand out, one girl in particular, now a beautiful woman whom (livitluvit hates that word, cracks me up) I met at my place of employment way back in the day. We became very close almost instantly. She was going through some troubled times (men) and I had the best listening ear anyone could ask for. I let her spill her guts for quite awhile. Let's just say a good three years, a truly one-sided relationship giving all the advice I had and letting her suck the life out of me. I was getting fed up - one can only take so much. It was like she didn't hear one word I said. She chose to hear only the words she wanted to hear to keep her in her misery. I stuck it out (I truly felt she needed someone to talk to) until things were so strained I had to sever the friendship. I would have gone nuts. What is sad is after I broke off the friendship I moved to Florida; I let her know that I was leaving the state - not because of her - she wished me well and I went on my merry way. Now that I am far away, it seems that our friendship is back on track and she has learned (possibly through age) that I was a good influence in her life. I am gone now and I am certain she misses what our friendship used to be (the fun times) because she is now able to give back.
Not sure what the moral of this story is, but what I learned from it is that I was meant to be in her life at her time of need. I grew as a person and gained confidence which I needed. I am thankful in a way for having gone through this type of friendship in that I am that much stronger.
All Things Happen For A Reason