Over the years I’ve acquired some super stellar friends who
have super stellar spouses. So, on more
than one occasion, I’ve said or thought that my friends have married well. Praise the Lord!
Being able to hear about their marriages, do fun things with
them, or even be another shoulder to cry on during one of life’s storms has
given me an appreciation for them individually and as a couple. I just love being a part of their lives!
Incidentally, if I start dating a guy and my married friends
don’t like him, he’s out. No joke. Not only do I highly regard their opinions,
but I also love and enjoy them, so, naturally, I want the eventual four of us
to love and enjoy each other. None of
this “I like her but not him” business.
I mean, I have to be with someone they like otherwise our get-togethers
might be few and far between. That would
be the worst. Because…
My close friends are like family to me. Honestly, I don’t know where I’d be without
them sometimes. I love and appreciate
them very much.
Last weekend I went to visit said friends. It was a pretty spur of the moment trip,
actually. I try to see them on a regular
basis but this time my friend texted me about joining her for a gymnastic
meet. She was half joking because it was
about a day and a half away but where there’s a will, there’s a way! I rearranged my schedule and drove up for a
fun, relaxing weekend with my best friend, her husband, and their little
girl. Another bonus was seeing a couple
other great friends, too.
I’ll say it again! My
close, tried and true friends are like family to me. They know me so well. They’ve stayed with me no matter what – distance,
inconvenient time zones, different life stages, etc. They have and will continue to invest in me
and our friendship. They truly love me
with all my quirks, flaws, hang-ups, and joys.
That’s what families are meant to do, right? Stick together despite all odds? Help each other out when in need? Laugh together, cry together, celebrate
together, or just be together, yeah?
Teach you, nurture you, protect you, guide you, and love you,
right? That’s how I was raised in my
biological family and it applies to my spiritual family, which encompasses my
close friends.
Granted, some friends come and go, yet I’m thankful for all
the friends I’ve had over my lifetime because God gave each of them to me at
the right time. Whether we were best of
friends or more like acquaintances, each friend has made my life richer.
Then there are the gems you think so fondly of. I think of one of my best friends. She’s a forever friend. She’s the one I would reschedule my weekend
for on short notice in order to see. She
is my only running buddy, and she knows me maybe better than anyone. As her mother said, we’re good for each
other. We can talk about our worst
fears, our worst sins, our hang-ups, our problems, our triumphs, our joys, our
random news, our accomplishments, or our “what am I doing with my life!”
exclamations and know that we’ve got a prayer warrior, a listener, a tender
heart, an encouragement, a cheerleader, a warm embrace, a pep talk, a needed
laugh, and so much more in and from the other.
On top of that, her husband has me spoiled. He’s like a cool older brother with whom I am
good friends with. He expertly drives me
and his wife on race day and he’s comfortable talking about a plethora of
subjects. I know he cares about me by
the “drive safe” texts and the “when are you coming back to visit?” query. Melt my heart. Plus, there’s the fact that he’s a good,
godly man who loves his family and provides for them. Then let’s me come and join on the occasional
weekend.
I don’t know what will happen in my future, but I do know
that I will see my best friend and talk all about it with her! I don’t know whom I will marry, but I do know
that he’s got to be as spectacular as her husband. I don’t know if I will have kids, but I do
know that I am a loved “Miss Jessie” by their precious girl, whom I’ve
adopted. (Hopefully the one coming soon
will follow suit!)
And I for sure know that I love them all!
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