If you could visit the farmer’s market with me every week, you would see me stand over the string bean bin and hand pick each — one at a time.  I learned this from watching my mother as a child.

Why do you think they called them string beans?  They’re not always tender. Now, they are green beans.  Who knew?  Even when the farmers tell me in advance that the beans are tender – I still buy only the hand-picked ones I have dug through.

In a way I make friends the same way – welcoming all, choosing the ones that feel just right — careful, deliberate.

As Oprah put it:  “I am very careful about the people I choose to be close to. I pick my friends the way I pick my vegetables—one at a time, and only the very best.”

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