Day 95, April 5

I have a favorite pair of black pants. They skim over the lumps and bumps that are my hips and thighs, forgiving any misdeeds of overeating and overindulging. They stretch to give latitude for the ups and downs in my weight. These pants are much like my friends. They, too, skim over the lumps and bumps of my character. They, too, forgive my misdeeds of selfishness and thoughtlessness. They, too, stretch to give latitude for the ups and downs in my moods. What would I do without my friends? They forgive me, support me, encourage me, and love me, all the while knowing my flaws, faults, and weaknesses. They've seen me at my worst, both physically and emotionally, and love me anyway. They show that love in countless ways that remind me daily how fortunate I am. They are, truly, the sisters of my heart. So, for today, I am grateful for pants that forgive my sins ... and friends who do the same.