The gift of Friendship

Just returned from the annual fantasy vacation with friends from North Dakota. We spent Friday night sitting around the hotel room until 4 am drinking beer and catching up. Yet, it seemed like only yesterday that we were sitting around the living room talking with the same enthusiasm. As I drove home on Sunday, I thought about how easily we just pick up where we left off. It occurred to me that there is no better gift than those kind of friendships. I am blessed to have found these special friendships over my years of moving and resettling! Can't wait until next year's vacation!