I think I’ve shared my passionate adoration of Neil Young with you before. This is a particular favorite. I don’t have many friends — if you read this blog you probably have no trouble understanding why. My mama always said that if you manage to make it through life with more than one true friend you should consider yourself blessed.
When I left Huntsville I had to leave behind the woman I would consider my soulmate (if I believed in such things). Her health isn’t great and getting to Atlanta from Huntsville is damned near impossible. I never expected her to come over after Kell was born. When I looked up and saw her I wanted to burst into tears. But couldn’t because she would’ve kicked my ass for doubting her, because you know, that’s what friends do. And I am truly blessed.
“One of these days, I’m gonna sit down and write a long letter. One of these days, it won’t be long…”
the one who writes 
I understand. One true friend, through thick and thin, is truly a blessing.
For many years I was friendless. I thought I didn’t need anyone. Then I woke up one day, and realized that I do need people. Not only as my clients, but also as friends. I asked the universe to send as many people that could tolerate me. Some of my clients are actually becoming my friends. But I understand, to have that one special friend means the most. Hang on to her!!!