Good Friends

Last week, a friend called and said he ran into someone we both new in Logan and that she was still crazy. I said that sucked for him and that was the end of the conversation.

Today I got an email from this "still crazy person." Below are some of the exerts from her email:
"I went to a softball game a while back and ran into (my friend). I opened my big fat mouth and said something that was hurtful and something I didn't mean. He asked if I see you and I said "no I hate her" but that isn't true."

I sent this email onto my friend and he called me a lunch. He gave me further details about the encounter. Apparently he did asked her if she has seen me and her response was "no, I hate her." His reply was that he loved me and thought I was great. Hearing this story from him made me realise that he is truly a good friend and I love him too. He loves me enough to stick up for me when I am not there and enough to not tell me the details that I don't need to know.

I am so glad I have friends like him and others in my life. Those of you that have known me for awhile, know that this has not always been the case. I feel so blessed.