Last day in Meh-he-ko. It was a great 4 days but not the life-changing transformation I was hoping for. It never is. But last night my friend Terri did something kind of wonderful. She called us all together and told us a story. It went something like this:
Grace came home to see her mother in law lying lifeless on the couch. In a panic she called her friend Jillian. "I need you to help me move a body."
You're a friend who would help move a body. XOCO, TH |
What actually happened was Grace's mother in law had too much to drink and passed out. Grace's daughter was coming home from school soon and she didn't want her to see her Grandmother in that condition so she called her friend Jillian to help her move her mother in law to the bedroom to sleep it off.
The moral of the story, we don't often have a friend we can call in a crisis who will "help move a body" no questions asked.
The 6 of us went to Puerto Vallarta to celebrate Terri's 40th birthday but in truth we all went for our own reasons. Terri was just the catalyst. What she didn't know, what she couldn't know is that we all needed this break as much as she did. She thanked us for our friendship by giving us charms with the phrase "You're a friend who would help move a body." It's not often you find Friends like this, it's even rarer to sustain those friendships over more than 2 decades. I'm thankful to have these girls in my life.
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