Friends – No Questions Asked

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If you had to come up with one question, the answer to which would determine whether or not you could be friends with a person you’ve just met, what would it be? What would the right answer be?

There would be no question. Friendships aren’t built based on interviews; it’s  intuitive.  When you meet your best friend, there is an instant, almost visceral connection.

Women friends “get it,” whatever “it” may be. They stick together through thick and thin, pull no punches, understand the power of a good belly laugh, a good cry, and a bottle of wine; no questions ask.

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Flash Talk Pictorial: I’m a Southern Belle

Daily Post Prompt:

You’re about to enter a room full of strangers, where you will have exactly four minutes to tell a story that would convey who you really are. What’s your story?

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Just don’t ,

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Dream Reader (Part 2): Dearest Coop

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Blogging 101 Challenge : publish a post for your dream reader, and include a new-to-you element in it (Post 2 of 3 in this series).

My Dearest Coop,

I visited our favorite place this weekend. The weather is turning cooler, the fall leaves are beginning to fall, and the boat glided silently through the morning dew. The surface of the water rippled with reflection and stillness.

I tried to remember the good times. The joy our trips here brought you. But everywhere I turn, I see or find something of yours tucked away and I feel the aching hole left by your absence.

I was not prepared. It happened too fast. I should have said, “No, Not now.”  I betrayed you in the worst way, and I am externally sorry.

(To Be Continued)

Dream Reader: Dear Coop

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 Blogging 101 Challenge :  publish a post for your dream reader, and include a new-to-you element in it (Post 1 of 3 in this series).

Dearest Coop,

I fell in love with you the moment I looked into your deep brown eyes. I wasn’t expecting to and I know my husband didn’t when he introduced us. You came into my life at just the right moment, filling and empty void.

It was a good thing my husband wasn’t the jealous type. He worked and said whatever made me happy. “At least you won’t be moping around the house any longer.” I think he meant it in the nicest way.

Coop, I loved our walks and the afternoons we spent cuddled together. Those were my favorite times with you. I miss them.

Leaving you was the hardest thing I ever had to do.

(to be continued)