When Friends Leave

 I met with three new friends for coffee recently.  During our time together, one was talking and spilled coffee on the table and on her friend’s phone.  With the spilling of coffee came the spilling of tears. But her tears weren’t just about a potentially ruined (extremely expensive) phone.  They’re best friends, and little did I know, one is moving from North Carolina to Texas in a few weeks.


I watched, listened and… (read more)

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