Tag Archives: Friend

I’m scared…

Courage is being scared to death… and saddling up anyway My mother said once that she was proud of me for admitting that I am not as strong as I try to make people think that I am, but to … Continue reading

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Friends…good and bad…

  A friendship can weather most things and thrive in thin soil; but it needs a little mulch of letters and phone calls and small, silly presents every so often – just to save it from drying out completely. My … Continue reading

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