My friends are unique, beautiful, talented and funny. So goodness only knows why they hang out with me. I really am lucky to have them. I guess we all feel that about our friends.
They ground me, the listen to me, they hear what I am not saying. They see what I am doing before I do, and they judge me, but mostly with love. They let me learn for myself, but still pick me up when I fall.
I don't know about you, but I doubt myself a lot. I get the sneaking suspicion that quite a lot of people feel that way. Quite a lot of folk, doubt themselves, wonder if they are getting it right, worry about what they are doing wrong.
I would imagine some of my friends worry about those things, at least some times. They shouldn't though. Why. Refer to paragraphs one and two.
If you think your friends are pretty awesome, then they shouldn't worry either and chances are you are their friend too, so neither should you. I guess that means neither should I.
Confused? Me too.
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