Friends (a person attached to another by feelings of affection or personal regard)


My mother told me if I was like lucky I would find 2 or 3 close friends who would stick. She told this to me when I was younger and felt like I had no friends because I wasn’t part of the popular crowd. I’ve never actually felt like I was part of a popular group even if I friends who were. However, and yes I’m putting this in writing on a public forum, my mother was right. I am lucky and I do have a few very close friends who are always there.

The nice thing about these types of friends is that they will stand by you when you are up or down. Broke, just getting by or living it up, you will still find those faithful few. I discovered that in order to have that kind of a friend, you have to be the same way with those same people. You can’t have people who will stick with you and yet you’re not available to them when they need you. Or the reverse, you stick by someone and they are never there for you.

Friends that are in it for the long haul are not afraid to tell you when you’re on shaky ground or when you ought to rethink your position. They will hold you when you’re crying even if they think that the situation is actually in your best interest. They will listen to you go on about a romantic interest that they know is not good for you but keep quiet until they feel it’s time to stop that particular train wreck from happening. They will tell you when they think a job opportunity is not really an opportunity and you should just keep looking. When they let you know that they are concerned about your decision, relationship, choice, etc., it’s because they care about your well-being as a whole person and not just because they will no longer get something from you.

These friends are precious and, like my mom said, very few. They are people to cherish and hold. I try to let each of them know how important they are in my life on a regular basis. There are times in life when you need those people who will love you as you are and are willing to do anything for you – listen, wield a bat, be logistics, paint, pack or hold. They know your faults and your talents and they are there. Always.

Magical (mysteriously enchanting)


I enjoy hanging out with friends. I enjoy going to places that make me feel good. I love the days when those two things combine. Especially if that day is full of positive energy, laughter, and sometimes that feeling of being a carefree kid again. That place for me is Disney and luckily my closest friends feel that way too.

Wandering around Disney World still feels magical but the adult in me trys too see how that magic is created. Until I forget because I still get caught up in the world that is created at the park. My friend and I went to see Fantasmic at Hollywood Studios. Our seats were front and center. While there was some discussion on if we would get wet, we did not move. In the beginning, we talked about the screen created by the mist but very quickly we were pointing out the cool things that were happening in the show. And grinning. A lot.

We sat mesmerized for the next 20+ minutes, grinning at each other and the show. There was Mickey Mouse commanding the water, all the villians trying to ruin the show, barges of dancing princes and princessess, and good triumphs in the end. By the time the finale came, we had been brought to tears. Two grown women crying because it was so beautiful and magical and fun. There was no one else at that show but us. It was over too quickly. As we turned to leave, we were stopped by the thousands of people who had just seen the show with us.