One day I'd received some upsetting news. I hadn't wanted to share it, but a friend's shoulder was handy and I found myself literally crying on her. I don't know about you, but I don't cry prettily. I cry in heaving sobs with shoulders shaking, hands trembling, nose running, and eyes blotchy. In short, I'm a mess.
I apologized to my friend, and she said, "Don't be silly. Don't you think I cry?"
I knew she did. How could she not? My dear friend had lost her husband last summer. I still can't imagine her grief and loss, but she was there for me, as she has been for almost 37 years.
So, for today, I am grateful for Jeannie.