On the Miracle of Friendship

This continues a theme that started with my post last Saturday, but after typing out a short note to my very well-loved friend M. who lives a gazillion miles away, I got a surprise phone call all the way from the United States. She spent an hour with me, in the face of a busy schedule and expensive call rates, just because I needed her to be there.

Which really just goes to show: in the face of all that love, what is there (really) to be afraid of?


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