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Holiday Homage (Take Two) Part Two: Friends and all that Implies


Tonight Jer and Brie came over to be with me. My facebook status about my grandfather's death received 15 condolences. Wow. It is nice to know so many care about my family and me. Brie made delicious pizza rolls and we gathered and watched the last disc of season four of "Friends". (To those who are OCD about the series as I am, it is disc 16 starting with "The One with All the Haste" to "The One with Ross's Wedding")

Again I am more than grateful to the creators and actors of "Friends" for sharing stories that are therapy to me in my rough patches.

Funny thing is: I slept through most of the viewing and would only wake up and laugh and agree with Phoebe's humour. I just NEEDED to be around my dear friends.

Thank you to Jer for being there through it all and for being the definition of lifelong friendship,

Thank you to Brie for being back in my life and for being amazing and such a chef.

So in this Holiday season where I am determined to dwell in the joy, I wanted to write that they are my family, my heart, and my endless joy embodied.

Dustin

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Unknown said…
That is the sweetest thing ever! Thank you for the compliments and I am so happy that you are back in my life as well. It has been wonderful spending all this time with you. We must never part again. Christmas shall be wonderful just like Thanksgiving, we will make sure of it! Love you honey!

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