Yesterday I posted a silly story…a little bittersweet, for sure, about a childhood episode of hair cutting…first tinkering with a few unsuspecting dolls and then my cousin Laurie’s lovely locks. It’s funny how odd reminiscences strike notes of recognition in readers, friends. This was true about the “bangs” bit that I shared.
A dear friend from my past, who occasionally follows my blog, saw the post and reached out with a text…recalling a fun quip that she picked up on Pinterest, which I snipped (LOL) in here. 😉
How special it is to have shared history with friends…you know the ones…the treasured humans who, every now and again, pop up to remind us they’re still near, even if not in everyday interactions.
My silly dear one knows me better than I know myself. She read yesterday’s post and realized I might need a pick-me-up in the form of a giggle…followed by a long phone conversation where we caught up and swapped stories about our favorite missteps, mistakes and current life dramas.
Some of our sisterly bonding IS about bad haircuts…bangs and all…but there’s so much more. This morning I’m grateful for friendship and the grace and love nestled within.
Vicki ❤
Victoria Ponders... 
Friends are the reason I get up every morning!
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LOL! MY FRIEND….Michael…you could’ve saved me (and any readers) from a five-paragraph post if I’d consulted with you first. One sentence does the trick — YOURs – “Friends are the reason I get up every morning!” 🤣😉🤣
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Such a smile-worthy post, Vicki. 🥰
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Thank you, Maggie! xo! 😘
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Love, love, love this my friend! So true – about friendships and bangs. Thank goodness for all the friends who know us through bang phases and all!! ❤ ❤ ❤
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Oh my goodness, yes, yes, yes to all of that. The friends who ‘dust us off’ when we need it. 🤣
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I am relying on friends this week. Thank you for sharing. You reminded me of when my six year old son cut my daughter’s bangs. She was three 😁
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Oh my goodness…an adventurer, he was…well, I suppose she was too, for letting him have at it with scissors! Most of all, thanks for sharing how much friends matter to you. Based on what you’ve shared, I imagine this week, especially, is a good time to lean into friendships. They sustain us, don’t they? From your newer friend Vicki…I’m sending more hugs. Just because. 💕💕💕
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Yes, I’m staying with my lifelong best friend this week and then my brother. Being around her and is so comforting. Thank you for your kind thoughts.
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Oh – I like the sound of that. Being with ‘our people’…comforting, indeed. Take care! 💓💓💓
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I don’t have bangs myself, but I can certainly identify with the concept of whenever you’re having a bad stretch, the last thing you want to do is risk a bad hairdo. That’s what friends are for, Vicki!
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Ah….thanks for that, Bruce — you gave me a good chuckle! You’re right – a bad hairdo can be a torment. Big smiles to you! 😉😉😉
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Lovely Vicki. Friends … we cant survive without them. They are such a fundamental part of who we are
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Yes, yes and yes! Thanks, Brenda! 😉
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I can relate. Friendship and bangs. 😄
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Ah…thanks, Avigail! 😉☀️😉
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Friends like that are amazing! They throw out a life rope when the tough times hit. They help make the average day, truly special. And they make the great day, become unforgettable. So thankful for good friends.
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A bit of good advice in that though. Please assure me you haven’t cut your bangs.
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You know me too well! My friend Irene who cuts my hair has scared the life out of me…I’m NEVER to cut my own bangs. Never ever. 🤪😘🤪
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Bad hair cuts, crooked bangs and lets not forget the thin eyebrows. Oh how I wish my friends pics of me would disappear! LOL
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Oh gosh, yes!! Over plucked brows! 😜Yes!
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Thanks for the memories! I once cut my dolls eyelashes, because I thought that was what my mother was doing when she curled hers! Giggles to sweet childhoods!
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Oh my goodness…that is so precious! And funny! You were a creative child, weren’t you? Thank you, Mary! 💕
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Of course, and I am still a creative child!
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Love that! ❤️
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