"I had managed to keep my composure in the grocery store, and even when I was putting away my cart back to get my quarter back. But as I drove home, the tears came. I began the ugly cry."
"Tears-pouring-down-my-face, couldn't-talk-couldn't-breathe kind of laughing. Screaming laughing. So hard that I was sobbing because I couldn't get it together."
"Seasons change. People change. Marriages come, children come. Life just gets too busy. Gosh, that hurts. It hurt then.
I would not entertain another female friendship for eighteen years! That’s weird, right?!"
