”Wasn’t friendship its own miracle, the finding of another person who made the entire lonely world seem somehow less lonely?” This is a line from Hanyaya Nagihara’s novel A Little Life. I picked this book for my book club earlier this year, and it is now one of my favorites. It is long and goes into excruciating detail about some of the worst things imaginable. It is also about how friendship and love can make even the worst things better. Today is the two year anniversary of two separate, horrible things in my family. I wish they hadn’t happened. But I have been transformed by the ways friends have held me in their aftermath. And I’m grateful for that.