Good morning, sunshine - 

I have a friend Tamara, who I met through another friend, years ago. When we met, we knew we had too much in common, and we would see eye to eye. We have the same temperment - the take no BS, can solve any problem, always one upping our own self type. So, when I was feeling a little insecure, or vulnerable, I would call her and I would believe her when she told me that everything will work out, and that I could make it through. because she knew. I remember calling her on every drive to a nerve-wracking studio session, knowing she would deliver the perfect pep talk.

And, as happens, we lost touch a little. Life got busy, and the our meetings that remained were Merry Christmas texts. But we had plans, someday, we would catch up!

Yesterday, I was flying home from a work trip. Exhausted from being away, very nervous about a show I have tonight, in LA. Anxious to get home so I could practice more. Annoyed about a long flight delay. Maybe you see where this is going.

As I turn the corner in the San Francisco Airport, looking for a lunch place, who do I see? My friend Tamara. Who also had 3 hours until her flight took off. 

At first this meeting seemed so coincidental, and lucky. This was our first meeting in 3 years. We could have a great time, catch up, when neither of us had plans. But about two hours in, after I skipped straight to sharing with her all my deepest most terrifying thoughts, I realized something so special - here she was, gifted to me, to calm me down, and bring me confidence, before my show. Practice, schmactice. I have Tamara.

Photo evidence.

At the end of our airport date, we said to each other that we were actually happy that our flights got delayed. Imagine that. 

So, here’s some proof that things work out. Can't wait to hear all the things that work out for you.

Love always,

Lauren

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