Good friends prevail.

Now is the time to see what everyone is made of. Who is full of judgement, and who is accepting and kind. Who will be my shoulder to cry on and who can  pick me up when I am down. I really hope that my faith in good will shine through.

Blessings come in all shapes and sizes. They never are what you expect them to be. If this doesn't make me stronger, I really don't know what will. Shit just got real interesting.