I spent a good chunk of my evening talking on the phone with a good friend from a completely different state. I’ll call her “Nancy,” because, well, that’s her name.
Anyway… I am in California, she is in Tennessee. I am a bleeding heart liberal, she is a pro-life southerner. But none of that matters because we make each other laugh.
She was feeling a little under the weather today, which is why I called. But once we hung up – after at least 45 minutes of guffaws and conversation – she said she felt better. She was up and making dinner, then promptly on Facebook to reply to my mid-call post on Facebook.
I’ve determined that laughter and friendship can take care of my basic needs. I could even live without food — yes, even bacon — for hours at a time if I’m given the opportunity to enjoy the company or conversation of a friend. Should I have a conversation that lasts more than four hours, however, I will need to consult a doctor.
Love your friends. Be there for them. Giving is better than getting.
But in all seriousness, getting feels pretty freaking good, too.