I’ve been reflecting on friendship over the last couple of days. I’ve been looking around myself, recognizing that I have been blessed with an overwhelming abundance of friendships. I have so many people, near and far, that I love and cherish. So many people in my support network who would step up and help me with an emergency on a moment’s notice. So many awesome people. Yet I am also recognizing a problem with that great blessing. When you’re friends with everyone, what that really sort of translates to is that you’re friends with no one.
I stopped calling anyone my “best friend” before I even got to high school. I guess I learned a long time ago that it just hurts too much to lose a “best friend,” so I tend to play it safe and keep people at a distance. That way losing one isn’t as catastrophic because they’re not the “one and only,” they’re just one of many. Chalk it up to my abandonment issues, I guess.
But, at the same time, I crave close friendships. A mom needs a girls’ night now and then. A mom needs a close friend she can call or email when she feels like she’s going bonkers, someone who will give her just the right blend of validation and encouragement. A mom needs someone who’ll drag her out of the house for some fresh air, sunshine, and adult conversation. Read the rest of this entry »



