Good friends...good times

I had a friend drop in on me today and it meant more to me than she can ever know. People don't do this anymore...just come to your house. I miss that. I love having a good friend come to my house and us just sitting and talking. It's a sweet release from the stresses of the day, or another thing that makes your day better. I wish more people would visit me at any time. I remember the days when people would just come to your house and you would sit and talk for hours on the porch or in the living room. When did it become rude? Why did it become rude? I have no idea. But I am here now telling all who read this blog that you are welcome in my home at any time for any reason. If you are having a bad day...come by and we will share a laugh or a tear. If you are having a great day...come by and we will share the joy. If you don't know what you are feeling, but you know you need someone to be there for you...come by and we can work it out together.

Kari, thanks again for your friendship. You mean the world to me. I'm so glad God brought us together. That God of ours...He really knows what He is doing. :)