“Two are better than one; because they have a good reward for their labor. For if they fall, the one will lift up his fellow: but woe unto him that is alone when he falleth; for he hath not another to help him up.” Ecclesiastes 4:9-10
It’s time to talk about my friends.
I have friends who I’ve been friends with since we were in the church nursery together. I have friends who I’ve known that long who have more recently become close friends. I have friends of friends who became friends. I have friends who came into my life at just the right time. I have a friend who I only see a few times every year, but we’ve exchanged real, snail-mail letters for the past eight. I have a friend who I met by running into her summer camp dorm and asking if I could borrow a dress. (She proceeded to offer me at least a dozen dresses to choose from, and we’ve been friends –writing letters — ever since.) Then there are school friends — the ones who sat with me at lunch and talked to me between classes even if they already had their own groups to hang out with. There’s the friend — my former figure-skating coach– who sends me postcards from all over the world throughout her travels. There’s my Jane Austen movie buddy. There’s my literature discussion pal. There are the friends I didn’t know I had until I brought pumpkin cookies to school.
Some of you have said things to me that you will never know the impact of — God has used you greatly. Some of you have demonstrated the qualities that I thought I’d never find in people my own age. Some of you have shown love when I did everything to un-deserve it. Thank you for seeing past the things I’ve done and choosing to look at the things He has done through me. You’ve been there. We’ve talked together, laughed together, cried together, danced together, planned together, lived together, loved together, won and lost together. I have a heart full of love for each of you, and I hope I can do for you all what you’ve done for me.
And by the way, it’s okay if you don’t actually think that I’ll be the First Lady someday. I’ll still invite you to a state dinner.
I owe you one.