Greater love has no one than this, than to lay down one's life for his friends.
But a close second is one's friend borrowing your car to move some stuff, and then returning it after getting it washed and vacumed, the oil changed, and the tank filled. Jill, just when I think I understand how generous a friend you are, you do something that makes my jaw drop again.
This going-it-alone thing is a little less hard . . . when you don't have to go it alone.
Thanks, friend!
