Good Friends Are Like Balloons

Last night I got a text from a friend, asking if I wanted to chat. It couldn't have come at a better time. I'm terrible at calling people. I don't like to bother people or ask for help. We ended up talking for over an hour and I really needed it.

And this morning, THIS happened:

See it online here.

Today, even though my heart has been so heavy lately, I feel buoyant. And I know it's because my friends are carrying me.

From New York City to Chicago, from Vermont to Georgia, from Maine to Hawaii, from Scotland to Germany, and every blog reader in between: Thank you, Friends.