Thursday, April 7, 2011

my heart is whole again.

It takes a long time to grow an old friend.


When we honestly ask ourselves which person in our lives mean the most to us,
 we often find that it is those who, 
instead of giving advice, 
solutions, 
or cures, 
have chosen rather to share our pain
 and touch our wounds with a warm and tender hand.
  The friend who can be silent with us in a moment of despair or confusion, 
who can stay with us in an hour of grief and bereavement,
 who can tolerate not knowing, 
not curing,
 not healing 
and face with us the reality of our powerlessness, 
that is a friend who cares.  
~Henri Nouwen


Let us be grateful to people who make us happy, 
they are the charming gardeners who make our souls blossom.  
~Marcel Proust


It is the friends you can call up at 4 a.m. that matter.  
~Marlene Dietrich


Although we have had hardships and bad times,
our love and friendship has 
helped us over come the storms.
I love you best friend.
I guess we are stuck with each other.


  Power Puff Girls
always...
and forever!


to Bubbles aka Miss Erin.
I love you girl.
ride to die.


Love,
KImmIe B.