When the chips are down.
When times are troubled.
When sickness and sadness lay me flat.
When I need a helping hand.
There are a handful of people that I know will be there.
Ready with an arm around my shoulder, a friendly voice on the phone, a kind word, a smile, a joke, a declaration of love or acceptance.
Some of those people have been by my side for years and some for months.
They are not legion.
They are a select band.
They deserve much more than I can give.
But I give all I have.