I’m such a sap: you’d think I was an alcoholic with a penchant for slurring “I love you guys” at every social event after a few too many drinks due to the frequency with which I gush about being so grateful for my friends on this blog.

(I may one day be known for my alcohol-fueled posts but for now, I’m clean.)

I got to see a lot of my friends this past weekend, from the Friday gathering of the Fab 4 (shout out to Eli and his new car—his fourth in twice as many years while I’m still working on number 1!), where I watched Indiana Jones: Raiders of the Lost Ark for the first time (and was sleepy so I missed some of it). I love how I am challenged to try new things with this group.

Then there was the Saturday baby shower, and meeting new friendly people and getting to talk a bit with people I don’t often see or know well.

On Sunday I went to a BBQ and it’s this event that inspired this post. There’s this girl (she’s a woman but I’ll always think of her as a girl) that makes me smile when I think of her: she’s exuberant, kind and doesn’t like to hurt anyone’s feelings. She grows on you like an adorable puppy (I mean this in the nicest way!) and ever since she saved my butt three years ago I’ve been one of her biggest fans. This girl was unemployed when I started blogging about the 5K race that’s this coming weekend (OH MY GOODNESS!) and she told me that unfortunately she couldn’t contribute financially. I told her, and I meant it very sincerely, that her words of encouragement (by phone and in person!) were so appreciated and her offers to go out running with me were equally appreciated and I thought that was the end of it. Well she got a job a month ago and I saw her at the BBQ and practically the first thing she said to me was that she has something for me. As you’ve guessed it was a donation for the run!

I don’t know how to explain it but I was really touched that she even remembered about contributing to the race. I knew she was fully supportive but the fact that once she got back in the working world one of her priorities was showing her support financially in addition to emotional support she had already shown, well, it moved me.

And then I had another friend at the BBQ who lives out of town say that all he wants is to see a picture of me crossing that finish line and well, that got me too. And friends who want to know the details of the run so they can come and cheer me on, well, it seems like an awful lot of fuss for a measly 5K.

It could be hormones but really, when I think of all the wonderful friends I’ve been blessed with, I just don’t know what to say. Perhaps this is why it’s taking me longer to find a husband: I have been blessed with so many friends that really it’s not fair for me to also have a wonderful significant other. I guess it’s only fair…

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