Sometimes a girl just needs to talk. Laughing and crying in the same conversation is just the cherry on top. Commiserating is like comfort food. It helps you know that you are not alone in your struggles, and encourages you to push on.
I have this friend. We meet there, in the middle. We grab nuggets of time amid craziness, children crying or fighting or interrupting with a million questions, and we talk. We share our heart and struggles, laughs about life, and the whispers of God. We talk about life. We meet in the middle. Our common ground.