She understands fashion.
She has the 'snark'.
She's brilliant and talented... Even if her cohorts don't appreciate her sense.
She's grounded and wise... With a great dose of heart.
She's been with me for decades, despite all changes in our lives.
She makes me laugh, she makes me think... She's strong and yet human, a real work of art.
She speaks her mind, but never spews hate.
She lives with a balance of sarcasm and truth... I've seen her like marble; I've seen her concerned.
She relates life case by case; commentary is just that. She's wise and observant: no two lives are the same.
I'm proud to call her 'friend'. I'm honored to let her in.
In the back of a church, I said "I love you" to a young woman in a white dress... I meant it.
This is friendship. This is true.
May we live another fifty years to see it through.
Thank you.
[Thank you for taking my late night call. Thank you for making me laugh. Thank you for listening in this difficult time.]
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