This Christmas I have to say I've already gotten the greatest gifts. Of course, I'm thankful for my family. They are happy and healthy, but I often overlook the great gift of friendship.
Last week, the boys and I went down to Maryland to see my best friend, Chris. She has three boys too. We made Christmas cookies and enjoyed each others' company. Visiting with Chris is like having a therapy session...only cheaper. Lately, we've been trying to get together every couple of weeks. We try to write it down on our calendars so it an important as a doctor's appointment or business meeting. It's been awesome.
Our friendship means so much to me. I can tell her when I'm having a awful day, when I feel like the worst parent in the world, or when I've had it up to here and can't go on. Somehow, she knows just what to say to make the situation seem okay. She's seen me at my very worst and still loves me.
For years, I was an awful friend...awful to the point that I don't deserve her friendship (or anyone elses for that matter), she should have written me off long ago. But she didn't. I'm so glad I don't get what I deserve. I'd be in a really horrible place if I did. We had some rough years, yes. But I feel as if I'm closer to her now than we were in high school or college.
I have three good friends from high school that I still keep in touch with...along with Chris, there's Mel and Steph. They were all in our wedding. I said at the rehearsal dinner, God gave me two sisters...Conestoga Valley gave me three more. We don't see each other as often as we'd like. We're all moms and going in different directions, but when we're together, its great...like no time has passed at all. Again, I'm lucky that they are super forgiving...and don't hold my flaws against me. If they did, I'd constantly be in the friend dog house.
I wish I had all the right words to express how important their friendship is to me, but I can't even come close. Just know that I'm grateful each and every day that I can call them friends. I love you guys.