I have come to find that the littlest things matter the most to me.The times someone remembers my favorite flower,kisses from my children,someone that can make me blush. A friend that listens and doesn't judge me,tells me that I will be okay. A cup of coffee in the morning with someone special. To sit and listen to music with someone clear across the country and not really talking.A compliment,which I don't take well.I still say thank you for them though.Friends that see me just for me.Seeing my pain,my flaws and the beauty in me that I don't see.I can be difficult,stubborn and five million other things and they are still my friends.My children make my life worth living.My friends keep me sane.Some people see me one way,but my friends and those who matter most know the real me.I am loving,caring,forgiving and not the bitch some would like to think I am.I love my friends.I love my children a thousand times more.They forgive me for things I have done and not done. I am not perfect.I am perfectly flawed and I like it that way.