She probably won't even see this. She is, no doubt, out running a marathon. Or training to run a marathon. Or cheering someone on who is running a marathon. Or talking about a marathon. Or recovering from a marathon.
Anyone care to take a guess what Karen's favorite hobby is?
I don't run. So I cannot share in this great joy of Karen's. But I love her just the same. She doesn't love the Wizard of Oz in the crazy, psychotic, almost-unhealthy way I do, but she still loves ME.
That's what friendship is all about. Looking past the psychotic tendencies of the other and loving them more IN SPITE of them.
Happy Birthday, Karen!! Congratulations on always being younger than me no matter how many birthdays you have.