Carolyn..... my good friend

Carolyn on her fairy tale Wedding day!

I wrote the other day I lacked some things in my life, but I didn't want to sound like an old, ungrateful fart who doesn't realize what he has staring him in the face.

I am lucky enough to have a friend who probably knows more about me than anyone, yet can still pick up the phone every week and genuinely cares about what's going with me (haven't had much to tell lately).

She was the first person to invite me into their life when I moved to Philly years ago and I knew NO ONE. She counted me as part of the family when I had none around. She saw from the sidelines, my version of the dating game. I'm sure she was wondering what was wrong with ME but didn't say it.

She never made this weird white man feel anything but wanted. She has always been my rock of support and my first call with some good news or funny story. She is a special lady, not only to me, but many others. She's one of those folks that you just enjoy being around and can't help but smile when you think about her.

We share countless memories together and I treasure each and every one. My world is brighter because she allows me to hold onto our bond, through thick and thin, despite the miles that separate us, despite the situations, and with the passage of time, it continues to stay strong.

Other than Mom, there is no other person I tell how I feel towards them, regularly reminding her how special she is to me. When I need a lift, without fail, I can count on her to step up and make me feel better. "How YOU doin?" is all I need to hear to make me laugh out loud.

I dream of the day when I can return all she has given me, but for now all I can say is, as always, I love you baby....

Thanx for just being you