Posted by: A Mom w/Fears | April 10, 2008

To save you all…

So tonight, to save you all (from my funky/crappy day), I will be foregoing a real post, and posting an email I received today from a friend of mine.   I think it explains some very real truths, and in my case, when trying to describe friendships (real ones) to a 16 year old teenage girl.  

Thank you to all my friends.  I do love you, and appreciate you, each for the different things we do/enjoy together!  (Sorry it isn’t perfectly aligned, I didn’t have time care tonight!)

When I was little, I used to believe in the concept of one best friend, and when I started to become a woman I then found out that if you allow your heart to open up, you will be shown the best, in many friends. 
  One friend is needed when you’re going through things with your partner. 
  Another friend is needed when you’re going through things with your parents.
  Another will sit beside you in the bleachers as you delight in your children and their activities.
  Another when you want to shop, share, heal, hurt, joke, or just be.
  One friend will say, ‘Let’s cry together,’
  another, ‘Let’s fight together,’
  another, ‘Let’s walk away together.’
  One friend will meet your spiritual need,
  another your shoe fetish,
  another your love for movies,
  another will be with you in your season of confusion,
  another will be your clarifier,
  another the wind beneath your wings.
  But whatever their assignment in your life,
  on whatever the occasion,
  on whatever the day,
  or whenever you need them to meet you with their gym shoes on and hair pulled back,
  or to hold you back from making a complete fool of yourself …
  those are your best friends.

  It may all be wrapped up in one woman,
  but for many, it’s wrapped up in several…
  one from 6th grade,
  one from high school,
  some from the college years,
  a couple from old jobs,
  on some days your mother,
  on some days your neighbor ,
  on others, your sisters, cousins,
  and on some days, your daughters.

God determines who walks into your life….it’s up to you to decide who you let walk away, who you let stay, and who you refuse to let go.


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