Aug 2013: Friendship

  Yesterday I spent the morning, at the beach, sitting on the grass, chatting with a friend. Not an old friend, a new friend, but a good friend. The kind of friend who asks the right questions. The kind of friend who skips over the small talk and says “how […]

the right question

In my humble 36 years on this earth, I have sometimes done friendship well but often have failed miserably. I try desperately to be a good friend, to keep up expectations, to call often, to encourage, to love without measure… but the area that I stumble often is when I […]

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