My daughter, Olivia, has this best friend.
They are so different.
Olivia is shy & emotional.
Her friend is outgoing and confident.
They are different, but are teaching me so much about friendship that I have lost along the way.
To care deeply. Not just surface stuff, but the tender stuff.
They remind me that when feelings get hurt it's ok to cry and talk about it, even show that one is hurt.
And to forgive quickly.
Friendship as adults for so many women seems to become so hard, at times impossible.
It's not as easy as walking down the hall to talk before class.
To to the corner to see your best friend.
It's texting just to check in.
It's actually making time, even if children are running all around your feet, spilling the coffee you're trying to enjoy with your new friend.
But it's needed.
We need people.
We need others to say "I've been there" or "I'm praying for you girl"
We need people to talk with. To do life with.
Friendship, yes, it can be so much harder as an adult, a wife, a mom, but gosh, it can be that thing that is so needed to keep us going in the tough areas.
Homes will be messy with kids, it's just a fact of life.
Everyone is busy.
People come and go.
Cherish the time you have with them.
Make an effort.