I have a friend in my neighborhood who inspires me to take chances, go for the gusto, and appreciates who I am. Her name is Lois and if she knew I was writing this concerning her, she'd say something like "Oh stop!" and blush.
She is the person that proof read my papers when I was going to college.
She is the person that even in the midst of great physical challenge; gets in her car and drives her granddaughter to school each day.
She is the person that hugs me and tells me I'm beautiful; even when I'm in my sweats and my hair isn't done.
She is the person who challenges me to keep pressing on to pursue my dreams - even when the dream isn't too clear yet.
She is the person that gave me a big white platter when I graduated from College. On one of the first days we met we sat outside in the sunshine and ate fruit and cheese off a big white platter.
She knows that details matter. The detail that matters most to Lois is love and her love is an inspiration to me.
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