This morning K had to leave early for an appointment. I walked outside with her. The weather was perfect, sunny, with just a little coolness in the air. One the way out to her car I noticed the flowers in front of my house. (pictured above) She remarked how pretty they looked. I reminded her that it was T who helped us pick the out and plant them 3 years ago. "Remember when my boyfriend helped us put these in?" I asked her.
Three years ago we were all in a much different place. Now, I am able to openly talk about my boyfriend with my best friend.
1 comment:
Wonderful! Things often get better when we are not looking, nice yeah?
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