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Sacred Words, Sacred Friends

At a conference this weekend, I heard a speaker say that writers see and experience the world differently. Something happens and it becomes fodder for our notebooks (or blogs). We see life as a series of stories. I agree with this characterization and I feel grateful that I am a writer.
My friend, Christine, is also a writer. We met as writers in a writing group more than ten years ago! Our words connected us immediately and they still do years later.
Words are sacred to us. We notice them. We share them. We ask for feedback when we write them. Words are sacred and it seems that only writers truly understand that relationship. Christine lives far away now and we rarely get to see each other, but our friendship remains strong through the sharing of our words. Words from my friend mean so much to me. They lift me when I'm down. They show me who I am when I forget. They guide me to better places. They keep me company when I'm alone. Here are some words shared between us via social media since we live more than fifteen hundred miles from each other.








My wish for you is that you have a friend who shares their sacred words with you.


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  1. Molly HoganMarch 27, 2017 at 5:36 AM

    What a delightful celebration of the power of words and friendship!

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  2. AnonymousMarch 27, 2017 at 5:54 AM

    I enjoyed getting a sneak peek into the way you two communicate.

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  3. Amy WarntzMarch 27, 2017 at 6:26 AM

    Such a beautiful slice to celebrate your friendship and your words!

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  4. JulieanneMarch 27, 2017 at 9:35 AM

    What a gift to have such a friend. This is the reason for social media!

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  5. Lisa KeelerMarch 27, 2017 at 1:34 PM

    The best! Lucky you to have such a great friend.

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  6. TaraMarch 27, 2017 at 5:47 PM

    How lucky you both are to have this connection!

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  7. MandyMarch 27, 2017 at 9:26 PM

    What lucky girls you two are! I love how much you shared about your relationship and how you use words to support each other.

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  8. Leigh Anne EckMarch 27, 2017 at 9:26 PM

    I literally laughed out loud when I saw the one with the punctuation marks. That is so you and obviously she knows you well too! Great friends are one of life's blessings.

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  9. RamonaMarch 31, 2017 at 12:00 PM

    What a wonderful way to celebrate your friendship! Love this peek of wonderful quotes. I need to grab my writer's notebook and record a few.

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  10. MandyMarch 10, 2018 at 10:45 PM

    What beautiful thing to do to support and lift each other. The examples you shared are so powerful.

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