Wandering Along the Path: Right Speech

I just spent an hour talking to my childhood best friend, and we covered the gamut: the Post Office, the election, her brother, her boyfriend, the fires, and lots of book recommendations. Our discussions are fun and cheerful, and when she said it looked like it was going to rain there, I suggested she send it to us here. I know she would if she could. We aren't really much alike, but we feel like we're sisters, and you don't shake that. She has an older brother, and I had a younger brother, so essentially, we were sisters. Her life is of great importance to me, and I know mine is to her. Luckily, we both grew up on phone calls, so that method is comfortable, and it's like I'm twelve years old again. Comfort. Familiarity, trust, love.