My Solid Ground

I've said it before, but I'll say it again. I've got some good friends. They come in all different shapes and sizes and relationships but - they come. They always come. They come in the shape of advice or help. They come in the shape of laughter or tears. They come no matter what. They always come.

When all you can hear is a "Bac-bac, cluck-cluck, coochie-coo-coo" followed by a "Waaa-waaa-waddle-waddle, fu-man, choo", you know its a good conversation with some great importance and depth.

I love all my girls and your craziness or your not so-craziness. Your helpful hand or your quick temper. I love you when you don't make any sense at all or when what you say is the smartest, quickest, soundest advice ever.

We all need solid ground to stand on. So many times over and over, you are my solid ground.