Then, in my mid twenties, I met my best girl friend ever (and yes, I know how teenager that sounds). She's been my friend for 10 years now and I cherish her friendship, as well as rely on it. She's been there for me through all the hills and valleys of life, and I hope I've been there for her. It could be because she and I tend to be just a bit 'off' in so many of the same ways that we are friends, but hey, it works! She also introduced me to craft beer, a gift for which I can never repay her.
I also want to mention and give credit to three of my friends and former coworkers who have known me since I started working for Salinas Public Library. They have truly been supportive and caring and just wonderful through all the hell I went through. One of them, after I spent at least an hour venting and complaining about how tough my situation was and apologized afterwards for being so rude, simply said that is what friends are for. We listen. My other friend, understanding I am an Aspie, makes it a point to tell me things ahead of time if she thinks that they might come out in a time or place to cause me anxiety. The third not only does his best to cheer me up and make me laugh, but when I finally was officially unemployed, he packed up my entire cubicle and brought it my apartment for me so I wouldn't have to deal with going back into a building that caused me so much stress. I am staggered by the kindness they have all shown me.
And here, I mention only four people. There are several others who have proven their deep and abiding friendship to me over and over. There are times I still wake up and think, how do I deserve this? I still sometimes wonder if maybe it will all be taken away.
But my friends? True and faithful, they understand me, and have stuck with me through the thick and thin of the last few years. I sometimes feel like the luckiest person alive. Friendship is a gift from God and I have been lavishly blessed.
So to all of them I say, thanks. For being my friend.