Real Friends

This post piggybacks off of the previous one about my truck and revisits one of my favorite topics.  My truck was out of commission for almost an entire week due to repairs.  I explained the situation to one of my closed friends before I actually went to the shop. She was nice enough to let me use her car while my truck was repaired.  When I say let me use her car, I mean she let me drive her car to and from work.  All I had to do was make sure she had a way to work and home each day.  Now that's what I call a real friend.  She sacrificed what she had to do for a few days so I could take care of my business.  Good thing is, she knows I would do the same for her.