When I was younger, I once saw a limousine drive past. I turned to my dad and said, "Daddy, when I grow up, I'm going to be rich and own a limousine one day too!" My dad just looked at me and smiled.
And he said, "Kiddo, if you want to see how rich a man is, don't judge him by the car he drives or the watch he wears. Judge him by his friends. The ones that stick with him all the way through."
Everyday, I show my dad just how rich I am.
Me: Hi God.
God: Hello. How're things going on down there?
Me: Life sucks, but otherwise things are fine. What about you?
God: Busy, busy, busy. Listen, I have to go soon. Napoleon and Hitler are fighting again. Ahh, never mind. Can I talk to you later?
Me: Sure. Bye!
God: Bye!
Me: Wait!
God: What?
Me: I forgot to tell you something.
God: Yes?
Me: Thanks.
God: For what?
Me: For everything I have. My family, my friends, my life.
God: You're welcome. Just look after yourself, okay?
Me: Yeah. :)
My friends and family are my pillars of support. Without them, I wouldn't be here. And to show my gratitude (albeit in a rudimentary, immature way), I am going to dedicate one post a week to someone I care about.
Because that's my way of saying, "Thank you. Thank you for being there. Thank you for everything." (:
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