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What Friends Are For

Visiting Vermont this week has me thinking about friendship.
Friends come in all varieties, and I have decided I need every kind.
With some friends you can pick up right where you left off.  You don't see each other often or contact each other much, but it doesn't matter--they listen as if no time has passed.
Then there are friends who build you up just by their presence.  Encouragement seeps from every pore. I have  encountered many this week and they always leave me feeling like I have had an energy drink. 
And I have had a few friends in my lifetime who slip in quietly at my hour of need and help me in a way that leaves me speechless.  When my mother died in 2002, for instance, my phone rang the morning of her funeral.  It was my friend and neighbor, Angela.  "Get out the clothes your kids are wearing today," she said, "I am coming to pick them up and iron them.  Then I will bring them back."  I didn't even argue.  I just obeyed. 
A few minutes later, the doorbell rang.  She slipped in, offered a hug, took the clothes and left.  She knew me well enough to know that I would pull out the crumpled clothes for seven kids that day and be reduced to tears.  It was one of the kindest things anyone has ever done for me and I will never forget it.
There are  some people who just say "Let me know if I can do anything."  Then there are others, like Angela, who just do it.
I need every type of friend.  But I also want to be every type of friend--the energizer, the doer, the listener.  The friend who will get past the awkwardness of the moment and simply do what is needed.
Now that's what friends are for.

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Anna on Sunday, February 27, 2011 8:56 PM
I've just discovered your blog, Margie, and of course I had to read this one, as you're one of my treasured friends-from waaaay back! I love you and miss you!
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Margie on Monday, February 28, 2011 5:43 AM
Anna! My long lost friend-- from waaay back, you are right about that. You would have loved visiting me in Vermont! But come to New York while I am here. Miss you!

Pam on Friday, March 04, 2011 1:17 PM
Margie! I can only imagine how many friends you must have. So good to see you walking in destiny and imparting to so many! I am thankful for our long standing long distance friendship beginning in Scuence class. Our God is so good! Shine on.
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Margie on Friday, March 04, 2011 1:35 PM
Pam I feel the same way about you. We always pick up where we left off. It's been too long, though!
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Angela on Thursday, March 17, 2011 5:18 PM
Margie! My Faithful Friend! The Hubs found your blog the other day. (Forgive me for not finding you first!) As he read several stories to me,(my hands were in dishwater) we mused, cackled, and reminisced until he got to "What Friends are For". He couldn't continue, literally choking back tears. We were both so touched. I am humbled. YOU have been EVERY type of friend to me. Love to you and yours.
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margie on Friday, March 18, 2011 2:22 AM
Angela, It really is one of the kindest things anyone has ever done for me. It says a lot about you that you thought to do it. I will never forget it--I mean that!

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