Have you ever sat back to think about the amazing women in your life--the friends you've had that have played a significant role. Throughout my life I've been fortunate to have an amazing trail of women friends who have made my life better. Just thinking about them today warms me up on this cold, but beautiful, winter day.
Judy
Judy was always my best cousin--as kids we spent hours and hours playing together. We shared our secrets, adventured, played games, cooked, laughed, told stories, and got into a bit of mischief too.
Christine
Christine is my little sister. Always spry and mostly playing outdoors, I cherished how cute she was yet gave her a hard time when she wanted to play with me and my friends since she was four years younger. As we grew older, we grew tighter and I talk to her almost every day at least once.
Brenda
Brenda was a smart girl from a family different than mine. Our friendship was short, but impactful.
Maureen, Patty, and Nancy
At the end of grade school, throughout high school, and beyond, we shared our life stories. There's a sense of respect, acceptance, and comfort with this friendship. All, but one, have continued to be part of my life.
Penny and Karen
Many playful adventures in the elementary school years.
Patty
A friendship born in high school. We both had very different social lives, but shared academic similarities. She looked out for me time and again, and our friendship continues today though we're distanced by a continent.
Amy, Kathy, Ruth, Lynn, Mary. Amy
College friends, some closer than others, but we share a common past, many good times, and some secrets too.
Wendy
After college, a colleague, and one who shared many stories of life past and life present. Our lives intersect on social media now, and perhaps in real time in the future.
Friends Present
There are many in my life now--relatively new friends, too close to speak of yet.
Friends Lost
The friends lost all share a common denominator in that they saw a very personal part of me, and did not accept that part of me. At a loss, I left those friendships with a mix of embarrassment, frustration, and fear. Unlike the friendships that remained, we never could talk about the hurt, the naked-truth of compromising moments, and our fragility. Perhaps in the future we'll be able to do that, and perhaps not. I'm not sure.
The women we walk life with are critical to our well being, our good journey, our clear sight and keen observation. They are treasures. Onward.