I took a trip back to NC late Friday night to be with my bestest bud. She’d had surgery this past Thursday. Did she expect me to be there? No. Did she want me to be there? Well, maybe, but she would have never asked. But did I want to be there and know that I really did need to be there? You bet – and I wouldn’t have missed it for anything. Although I know we’re far in distance, I know I’m never too far to be there when I need to be. My best friend and I for the most part, we grew up together. I’ve known her since the 4th grade and I must say, we’ve been pretty tight. We’ve been through a bunch of rough times and an overwhelmingly number of even better times. We have both changed immensely over those years and if I...
