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Do You Have One?

Y'know, one of those people in your life that knows exactly what you need even when you don't even know you need it?  Who knows how you feel about a situation before you even talk with them?   Who doesn't have to be in your every day life to know what's happening in your every day life?

I didn't realize I had this person in my life until the summer of 2006.  My friends Calvin and Lorissa were getting married and I had flown in from Florida to celebrate.  This also meant getting to spend time with my college friends whom I hadn't seen since I left town in 2003.  It was a great wedding, filled with so much love and fun and I hated to see it end and have to fly back to Florida.  I was hugging my friend Alie goodbye and I couldn't stop crying.  I didn't want to let her go and I didn't want to fly across the county and be without her again.  That's when I knew.  This woman God placed in my life was my person.  The person I can be 100% myself with and know I'm unconditionally loved in return.  That's a rare person to find.  Of course I love my family and my husband but there are some things I just know they don't care to talk with me about.  Not my Als.  She proved that last night.  We were texting and she said you talk to me about anything at anytime, I'm always here.  And I believe her.  I know I can.

We continue to go about our lives.  She's finishing a chapter in Seattle and moving to Georgia to finally full-fill what all of her schooling has brought her to; Assistant Professor of Music at the University of Georgia.  She's a Doctor.  And teaching at the college level.  And found her husband.  And bought a house.  Our lives continue to move on and I know that even before I tell her what's happening in my life, she'll check in at the right time and be there for me.

I love her so much and am so thankful for the University of Kansas for bringing us together 17 years ago.


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