Where in the world would I be without my best friend? Certainly not sitting in an audience of 50 people prepairing to do a psychic reading for a total stranger, oh no.
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If you read these pages and wonder what kind of person I am for saying some of these things, you can thank my link to the other me. The one I left behind when I assumed the responsibilities of maintaining a marriage and raising a son. This lifeline still remembers, though. I feel young because my best friend accepts me totally and encourages me to be as stupid as I want to be...which can be pretty stupid.

She was there then, she's there now. Ever my muse, and my spirit sister, I can't tell you how much I love her. Not just for being there, but by staying interesting and taking me with her to a more beautiful vision of life.

Click between the eyes to get to my best friend's page:

Militant Pollyanna