So, I'm not a huge fan of country music. I like it. Truth be told, there isn't much I don't like music wise. But like most people, I went through a country phase. Some never grow out of it. My best friend Carol, for example loves country music. My daughter Sarah, yes, the sick drama queen, loves country. And, by country I mean anything by Kenny Chesney b/c that's what her best friend Megan likes and the only country she's been exposed too. But, I digress...in my country phase, one of my favorite songs was Friends in Low Places by Garth Brooks. I listened to it. A lot. Did you know that there's a third verse to the song? Yup, there is, however they rarely play it on the ra-i-a-dio. (that's tribute to Two of a Kind Working on a Full House by Garth)
Where was I? Oh, yea, like Garth, I've got friends in low places. However they aren't at the local honky tonk bar ridin' bulls and getting all liquored up. No, my closest friends are in the low valleys with me be it Shannon who does a Tom Thumb run for me since I couldn't leave a sick kid and I couldn't take her either, Julie who sends a loving email of 'call me with whatever you need', Patti with her awesome prayers, Kim O who calls to check in, Kim K. who let's me take complete advantage of her nursing skills, or Carol who lovingly listens to me cry, whine, and complain that I am sick and my child is sick and I feel generally like crap and in her loving, calm voice tells me that it's okay, everything is going to be alright.
You know Oprah says that "lot's of people want to ride with you in the limo, but what you want is someone who will take the bus with you when the limo breaks down." So, the way I've got it figured, I'm richer than Garth and Oprah put together. I've got friends who aren't just with me through my highs, but who are walking right next to me in the lows, and truth be told, sometimes they're carryin' me. And, Oprah...fugedaboudit! My friends wouldn't only ride the bus when the limo broke, we'd have a grand old time on the ride!