It is remarkably refreshing to have a female best friend once again. Does she actually exist, though? It's one of those too-good-to-be-true situations. I might not be the easiest person to have as a friend -- not that I am manipulative or cruel -- I am just a pro at building emotional walls and hiding behind them. But she has patience. She has gentleness and a nurturing spirit that has softened my heart and given me windows into those damn walls. As a bonus, she is as much of a desert rat as I am. Jackpot.