I have been thinking about friendship lately. As a stay-at-home mom this year, things sometimes get a little lonely with lack of adult-female conversation. 97.2% of my friends are either from the work world or live scattered across the country. So I don't get a lot of hanging out time, not that I have a ton of free time and money anyway. This isn't a complaint, just a fact.
But the adjustment in this new way of life for me has made me realize how much I value friendships. The times I get to go out for lunch or the moment I actually can have a decent phone conversation are like little gifts helping me through the sometimes monotonous days I have.
I am blessed to have a few friends that I can pick up a conversation with, after weeks of not being able to chat, and we don't miss a beat. I have a small but significant list of ladies with whom I can vent my frustrations, share my secrets, and be transparent with my garbage without fear of judgment or betrayal. This same list would also include the gals I want to share my celebrations with. And I know a few of my readers right now are laughing at the phrase "celebrations," and I laugh as well. I know I could call some of my closest friends in the middle of the night to come bail me out of jail - not that I am planning on needing that anytime soon - and one or two of these friends might be part of the reason I would end up in jail in the first place!
I don't really have a closure for these thoughts today, and that is bothering me. Everything I type to end this post seems cheezy, like an essay I had to write in college that ended with the phrase, "...no greater joy!" Seriously. ugh! But maybe I can't think of a closure because I am not ready to the have the topic finished. Stay tuned...