I've always had plenty of friends, but they've been the type where you don't know if they'll actually show up for you.
I always wait till the last minute to head to meet people or leave early and bring an assignment to work on that way if my coffee date cancels I don't feel completely terrible about it.
Life in Vermont is different. I have these great people who actually show up for me. If they say they're coming over, they actually mean it. They have my back, lift me up, and celebrate my accomplishments.
They don't criticize my work, but instead just celebrate it. They honor me for all I am.
Who would have thought I would get so lucky. Good things come to those who wait... or something like that.