My friend Karen and I are “scrounging” friends, as she calls it. We both enjoy going to second-hand stores in search of treasures. I often smile inwardly when I get a compliment on something I bought at a thrift store and think, I only paid 99 cents for that.
Our scavenger hunts are therapeutic and fun. As we rummage we talk about things we value such as God, life, purpose, family, cooking, ethics, we offer each other a word of counsel when needed, and we share fun tidbits and our latest epiphanies with each other.
Yesterday, I told her I thought of her as my What-would-you-do-if you-were-me? buddy when I need a word of wisdom. Continue reading