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	<title>Elizabeth Lynn Casey &#187; friendship</title>
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		<title>Girl Power</title>
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		<pubDate>Tue, 14 Jul 2009 13:55:41 +0000</pubDate>
		<dc:creator>Elizabeth</dc:creator>
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		<description><![CDATA[Okay, so maybe it&#8217;s not really &#8220;girl power,&#8221; but there is something rejuvenating about spending time with a good friend.  It&#8217;s like food for the soul in many ways. I was fortunate enough to have two such rejuvenating &#8220;girl power&#8221; moments over the past few weeks. The first was with a fellow writing buddy. We [...]]]></description>
			<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>Okay, so maybe it&#8217;s not really &#8220;girl power,&#8221; but there <em>is</em> something rejuvenating about spending time with a good friend.  It&#8217;s like food for the soul in many ways.</p>
<p>I was fortunate enough to have <em>two</em> such rejuvenating &#8220;girl power&#8221; moments over the past few weeks. The first was with a fellow writing buddy. We met for breakfast and gabbed over scrambled eggs and wheat toast. When it was time to go, we opted to continue our time in a bookstore across the street. For close to an hour we wandered the aisles talking about covers and authors and placement (I thought I&#8217;d died and gone to heaven&#8230;seriously). It was won-der-ful, absolutely wonderful.</p>
<p>The second moment came with a different friend (one I met through my eldest daughter when our girls were in kindergarten eight years ago) and was equally great. The two of us met over a treat in Panera and then went out for a pizza dinner where we talked even more (yes&#8230;dessert before dinner&#8230;isn&#8217;t that the way it&#8217;s <em>supposed</em> to be done?).</p>
<p>On both occasions I felt as if I could conquer the world when we were done, sparked by simply having some good old fashioned girl time.</p>
<p>Do you find that to be true in your life? What&#8217;s some recent (or favorite) girl bonding time you&#8217;ve had?</p>
<p><strong><em>~Elizabeth Lynn</em></strong></p>
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		<title>True Friends</title>
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		<pubDate>Thu, 19 Mar 2009 23:53:18 +0000</pubDate>
		<dc:creator>Elizabeth</dc:creator>
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		<description><![CDATA[I was thirty before I discovered what friendship really meant. No, not the kind of friendship where you play Barbies from sunup to sundown&#8230;or do each other&#8217;s hair&#8230;or talk until the wee hours of the morning about everything and anything. I had lots of friends like that along the way. But I was thirty before [...]]]></description>
			<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>I was thirty before I discovered what friendship really meant.</p>
<p>No, not the kind of friendship where you play Barbies from sunup to sundown&#8230;or do each other&#8217;s hair&#8230;or talk until the wee hours of the morning about everything and anything. I had lots of friends like that along the way.</p>
<p>But I was thirty before I really got it. I mean, really, truly, <em>got it</em>.</p>
<p>Maybe some of that was simply an older/wiser kind of thing. Maybe some of that was because life wasn&#8217;t so light and easy anymore. Maybe it&#8217;s because I was simply meant to wait that long. Whatever the reason, though, I can honestly say it was worth the wait&#8230;</p>
<p>Was there an occasional movie with this friend? Sure.</p>
<p>Has she done my hair on occasion? More times than I can count.</p>
<p>Have we talked for hours on end? Many, many times. Sometimes even without popcorn!</p>
<p>What&#8217;s <em>different</em> this time around, though, is all the other stuff&#8211;the unwavering support, the constant hand, the listening ear, the encouraging words, the swift kick when it&#8217;s needed most&#8230;</p>
<p>Friends like <em>those</em> are rare. Friends like <em>those</em> are to be cherished and celebrated.</p>
<p>So that&#8217;s what I want to do this week. I want to talk about those friends who have changed our lives for the better. I want to share the kinds of things they&#8217;ve done that have impacted our lives and given us hope when it&#8217;s needed most&#8230;</p>
<p>C&#8217;mon, join in. Then be sure to stop by again throughout the week to see how the conversation has grown.</p>
<p>Here&#8217;s to true friendship. If you have it, you know it.</p>
<p><em><strong>~Elizabeth Lynn</strong></em></p>
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