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.