Merry Birthday!

I don't know how many of you have a best friend - I mean a true best friend. Someone that you could call from a pay phone in jail and know that she would probably post your bail (or might even be in jail with you), or would come get you in a strange city if you had car trouble. In today's vernacular she's my BFF.

Rhonda and I have been friends since we were sophomores in high school; the picture above is the first one we exchanged that year in Biology I as our journey as friends began. As fortune would have it Rhonda began dating and eventually married Don, one of my closet grade school friends.

Our friendship has endured over twenty-five years of marriage, two kids each, long distance and more than a kerfuffle or two. Some of most fun times in my life have been spent with Rhonda. We even have a special pact or two that I'm not even going to tell you about because you will make fun of us.

But seriously, Christmas babies always get overlooked - it's tough sharing your special day with the Baby Jesus. I know I'm guilty; instead of two gifts I always buy Rhonda one bigger gift, in all of the Christmas rush I forget to send her a birthday card. I try to remember to call and tell her Happy Birthday on Christmas Day...

But, I sometimes forget: so, Happy Birthday "Dhonda", I love you!