Baseball Ginger Beard Fella... where do I even begin with you? This guy I consider to be one of my life long very best friends. Even though sometimes he can drive me bonkers, because he enjoys giving me a hard time about most everything... I know that if I am having a rough day this kid will be there to cheer me right up. Baseball Ginger Beard Fella knows how to make me feel good about myself. He always reminds me that what matters most in a person is their natural beauty and who they truly are as a human being. He always seems to find the happy in everything, and has the most contagious laugh I think I have ever heard. I think we all need to have at least one person like that in our lives. This summer we spent countless hours sitting on his lawn at ridiculous hours just chatting about life. We can talk about anything and everything, and not let it even phase us. That is one thing Baseball Ginger Beard Fella and I have in common(other than we love the Boston Red Sox)... we LOVE to gab ! No matter what I tell him he never judges me for it...even though he sometimes has to bring me to my senses when I am being stupid. But that's what great pals are for, right? He tells it like it is! Whenever we have one of our great chats I always leave feeling so much better about life. Baseball Ginger Beard Fella has at least 58 nicknames he uses for me and me alone, and I think I might have 2 for him. You can't not smile when you are around this guy, because he makes everyone laugh, and makes everyone genuinely happy. He's always been great about counseling me about dating (he once called himself Dr. Love - - embarrassing I know) , and helping me realize that I deserve only the best and that I shouldn't settle for anything less. I am so blessed to have great guy friends like Baseball Ginger Beard Fella, to put up with me, and to remind me that life is meant to be happy... you don't have to change for people, be yourself and the people you love will flock around you... you don't always have to be serious, you can laugh and find joy in the small things (like baseball and big chew bubblegum)... and to remind me that there are good fellas out there in this world who are looking out for ya.
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