My husband works for an oil company and we moved to Southern California in September of 2000. We moved from a little suburb of Houston, Texas, where we had lived for five 1/2 years. Our best friends in our church moved to the Meadows because we lived there. Joan, my best friend, would come over every week for coffee and we would pray, sit and talk about life our kids and our relationships with God. Leon and I have a little black and white Boston Terrier named Zippy and she would run and jump into Joan's lap as soon as Joan would sit in her favorite chair at my house and stay there pretty much until Joan left. One day after our move, Joan called me in California from Texas and she sounded like she had been crying. I asked her what was wrong. She told me that she had a doctor's appointment but she was too early so she went to a furniture store across the road. When she went in she saw my exact furniture in the store. She thought of me immediately and started missing me and Zippy. She went over and sat down on the couch and started weeping. A sales man came up to her and asked if he could help her. Joan said, "No... you see my best friend in the whole world moved away recently and she had furniture exactly like this. I thought if I sat here long enough I would be able to smell the coffee and Zippy would run and jump into my lap." We all need friends like this. From Janeen Smith Missing a friend? Why not start your day off by emailing them or picking up the phone and renewing a relationship long forgotten? Life's too short to miss out on one of God's greatest gifts....Our friends!