August 5 is National Friendship Day.  The late American radio host Bernard Meltzer once said, “A true friend is someone who thinks that you are a good egg even though he knows that you are slightly cracked.”  Some of my friends have moved away or we have lost touch over time.  Others were once mentors and now we are friends as adults.  I have managed to make a few newer friends for which I am grateful.  I have also made some interesting cyber friends which, when I was a kid, they called pen pals.  Since I have stayed in the same area my entire life, we often run into one of my oldest friends, whom I have known since the second grade.  As far as I’m concerned, there is a true place in heaven for ANYone who can endure a half hour discourse on the lineage of “My Little Pony” from my little one and not run screaming for the hills.  I own a petsitting business and some of my clients have become friends.  Then there are friends I have made through our parish.  One of them I tried and tried for months to meet up with to no avail.  Something always happened on my end and I could not go but she never once complained.  Frankly, I cannot believe she still wanted to be friends with me.  Not wanting to call off our girls’ dinner yet again, I asked if she minded if my little one tagged along.  She texted that it was fine and my six-year-old felt so grown up!  We all devoured these incredibly delicious deviled eggs — which were delicately spiced with cumin and sriracha.  I suppose friendships are a bit like eggs … they can get scrambled, they can stink, or they can hard boil into something wonderful and resilient.  I may be slightly cracked, but I consider myself to be a loyal friend — and a good egg.