I really doubt that this new found faith in our posse is unfounded, or for that matter out of the ordinary.

This would be not the first, but I think in the last few months, that was the fourth time either one of us has thanked our friends for being. I always knew I was in awe of all of my friends for all that they do, and on top of all that they keep my sanity as well.

I think it’s all paybacks. I am the firmest believer in karma, have always been. Not in the traditional sense, but more in the “If I’m good to you, you’ll be good to me.” way. I’m not exactly sure that’s working out in all aspects of my life thought. (But I’ll save that for another post.)

This thing that happened is just proof of the karmic circle. Late last year there was the thelma and louise incident. I remember reading, and re-reading that post thinking how very lucky I was and am to have a friend like Jen.

When things appear to not be going well all that I usually need to make myself feel better is some time with my friends. They are really great at reminding me of how great I really am, even if I’m not feeling that way.

I’m happy that I can be even 1/8th as helpful to Jen as she was to me when I so desperately needed her.

I almost hate to say that I’m so dependant on other people, but I really believe that I wouldn’t be able to get along in this life if it weren’t for my friends. It’s kinda shmoopy and all that, but they are my family here. My real family lives 1000 miles away, and I am the type of person that really needs a support system. I can’t function well unless I have people around.

So yeah, I second that, Thanks dudes, I too love you all so much.
-M