Rainbows and unicorns

Ok, so I have two groups of friends. Well, I probably have more than that, but humor me. I have two groups of friends. I have those friends that have lovely lives. Their children are healthy. They have thoughtful spouses. They live in large, or even small, well organized houses, nicely decorated. They don’t bloat when they eat broccoli. Their children don’t vomit in public. They get free drinks, the light turns green when they drive down the road, their biggest worry is perhaps losing five pounds. Those are my rainbow and unicorn friends. I enjoy them. They remind me how much fun life is.

But I have my tornado friends. These are my more, well, real friends. These are my friends that have struggled with addiction. These are my friends that have a handicapped child. The friend that has lost not one, but two husbands. The friend that is raising her handicapped grandchild while she is watching her own husband die of cancer. My friends that know what the hell life is really about. They will throw down with you. They know what depression is. They know what pure joy is. And what truly little it takes to find that.

I need both sets of friends. They complement each other. They remind me to enjoy life and not to take it all so seriously. And to take it all so seriously. I need the tornadoes. But I need to see a rainbow once in awhile too.

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