Guest Post Friday: Girlfriends

Recently, I was laid off from my job. It came as a shock but I’ve had a great deal of support from just about every corner of my life. Much of my support has come from girlfriends, both IRL (in real life) friends and my blog buddies.

While wading through a box of papers the other day, I came across the following, which I did not write and have no idea who did but I think this is a good time for me to use it as a way to thank many of my girlfriends and blog buddies for their care, concern, support, words of wisdom and especially their friendship.

Girlfriends

“A young wife sat on a sofa on a hot humid day, drinking iced tea and visiting with her Mother. As they talked about life, about marriage, about the responsibilities of life and the obligations of adulthood, the mother clinked the ice cubes in her glass thoughtfully and turned a clear, sober glance upon her daughter.

“Don’t forget your girlfriends,” she advised, swirling the tea leaves to the bottom of the glass. “They’ll be more important as you get older. No matter how much you love your husband, no matter how much you love the children you’ll have, you are still going to need girlfriends. Remember to go places with them now and then; do things with them. And remember that “girlfriends” are not only your friends, but your sisters, your daughters, and other relatives too. You’ll need other women. Women always do.

“What a funny piece of advice,” the young woman thought. ‘Haven’t I just gotten married? Haven’t I just joined the couple-world? I’m now a married woman, for goodness sake, a grownup, not a young girl who needs girlfriends! Surely my husband and the family we’ll start will be all I need to make my life worthwhile!’

But she listened to her Mother. She kept contact with her girlfriends and made more each year. As the years tumbled by, one after another, she gradually came to understand that her Mom really knew what she was talking about. As time and nature work their changes and their mysteries upon a woman, girlfriends are the mainstays of her life.

After 50 years of living in this world, here is what she learned:

Times passes.
Life happens.
Distance separates.
Children grow up.
Love waxes and wanes.
Hearts break.
Careers end.
Jobs come and go.
Parents die.
Colleagues forget favors.
Men don’t call when they say they will.

BUT girlfriends are there, no matter how much time and how many miles are between you. A girlfriend is never farther away than needing her can reach.

When you have to walk that lonesome valley, you have to walk it for yourself, your girlfriends will be on the valley’s rim, cheering you on, praying for you, pulling for you, intervening on your behalf, and waiting with open arms at the valley’s end. Sometimes, they will even break the rules and walk beside you. Or come in and carry you out. My mother, sisters, aunts, nieces, cousins, daughters and friends bless my life! The world wouldn’t be the same without them, and neither would I.

When we began this adventure called womanhood, we had no idea of the incredible joys or sorrows that lay ahead. Nor did we know how much we would need each other. Every day, we need each other still.” Author Unknown

I could not have written this any better if I tried. I would like to thank all of you from the bottom of my heart who have come into my life, who have sent me email, visited my blog, An Inch of Time, and offered words of friendship, wisdom, comfort and support. I treasure you all and hope I can be as good a friend to you as you have been to me.

Namaste
Chris

You can read more from Chris at her blog An Inch of Time.

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