I’m a lucky girl: Not only do I have a great family and loving kids (usually), but I happen to have an amazing group of girlfriends.
Yeah, my husband is my best friend and soul mate and all that good stuff, but there are just some things that a girl—this girl in particular—needs that a husband can’t provide.
Whether it’s a ten minute chat on the blacktop while waiting for the kids, a gossip-laden powwow in the lobby of the Taekwon Do studio or a full-on girls night out, hanging with my girls is good for my soul.
My girls play an important role in my life. They are my release … my outlet … my refuge. They add to my life a certain enrichment that simply cannot be found elsewhere.
My girls confide in me their deepest, darkest fears … and hopes … and desires—and allow me to do the same. They lend an empathetic ear when when my husband is getting on my nerves or my kids are driving me insane. They open their doors to me any time I am in need—day or night—without question.
My girls keep me from looking like an idiot—be it a subtle gesture alerting me to the piece of basil stuck in my teeth or the price tag still sticking out of the collar of my new sweater. They give me their honest opinion when asked about an outfit, a hair style or a nail color. They support me when I’m in the right and tell me when I’m being unreasonable—yet somehow they are always on my side.
My girls laugh with me and at me; they show me how to laugh at myself. They make me laugh when laughter doesn’t seem possible.
I am not always the easiest person to deal with (or to understand). But my girls get me. They know how I am … what sets me off … what calms me down … what makes me smile … what makes me cry. They know how to deal with my anxious, high-strung ways.
My girls love me despite my many flaws. I am fortunate to be a part of these relationships—to have have these amazing women in my life.
Girlfriends have the ability to form powerful, unbreakable bonds. Girlfriends share in each other’s triumphs, mourn over each other’s losses and support each other during times of distress.
Being a mom and a wife can be draining. Life and love can be exhausting. My girls give me soft place to land when I feel I’m about to blow.
To my girlfriends, thank you.
My mom and my Hubby are definitely my two best friends, but there are some things I can only talk to my girlfriends about (who would I talk to about my Hubby or my mom, right?). We were just tlaking about how we need a GNO.
I also love my online friends. It’s so weird to think about, but I love my regular circle of bloggers that I correspond with. I need to get my ticket to BlogHer so I can meet them all for real (you going??).
Kathy, I agree. I, too, love my online peeps. And yes, I am pretty sure I’m going to BlogHer. In fact, so is my mom, who has her own blog. Can’t wait to see you!
I’m envious. No man is an island, though sometimes we think we can be. Beautiful!
No, Hugh Grant will tell us that no man is an island. Great, now I feel like watching About A Boy.
The appreciate goes both ways, girlfriend! xo
Steph, what a blessing you have such great people to fall back on. Soft places to land in this world are an amazing find
Thanks, Meredith. It’s the stuff of life, really.
Beautifully said….we nurture eachother
Yes we do, Jo.
I am so grateful for your friendship and all we share. You always know what to say to me whenever I need it. Your way with words, both written and spoken, have been a true blessing to me. Lord knows I can be a handful with all my drama. So, thank YOU!
Traci,
You are an amazing friend who has literally been there for me at 2:00 am when I really needed you. So glad we’re friends and neighbors!
You are right on the money! Girlfriends offer the best opportunity for belly laughs and belly laughs release all kinds of happy endorphins!