Teensy

She's a great friend and I worry about her. She's under such stress and she keeps a brave face. She's shouldering the weight of the world and yet still remembers to ask how I'm doing, or bring me a recipe. She treasures her children and grandchildren. I hope they know how much she talks about them all, how her eyes sparkle when she mentions their accomplishments, Heather and her job, Chris working hard in school, Georgine raising her beautiful daughters and doing a great job juggling teaching and mommyhood, Brandon rocking the world of Apple.

She worries about her man and the hardships he's going thru and is a rock for him. She pays attention to details so they can be used for his recovery. She is love and it surrounds her, permeates the air, and infects the people she cares about. Yes Teensy. I see you. I feel you. You are not alone. You may never read this (you're not a blog reader), but your friends have built a web around you and sense the turmoil you're in. We will always try to relieve the pressure, comfort you, sustain you and love you, just as you do for the ones around you.