Let's Hear It for The Girls
I've noticed something. Three years ago if someone asked me how my girls are doing, I would have assumed they were inquiring about my girlfriends, mi amigas, my confidants.
These days, if someone asks me how my girls are doing, I instantly conclude they are referring to my daughter, and her possible future sister as she’s currently an only child. And then I get annoyed that they’re clearly rushing me to have another baby. But that’s a whole other article.
Point blank — I miss my ladies. I simply don’t see them enough. And the time between our visits sneaks up and accumulates on me too quickly. First, it’s just a couple of weeks (reasonable). And then a month, and then an entire season. Leaves have fallen or flowers have bloomed - all without seeing my beloved friends. Then finally, there’s an event that brings us together. A holiday or birthday where we all get plenty of notice and write it concretely in our calendars and anxiously await our reunion.
When I finally see them for that first moment all together, I realize they’re the oxygen I didn’t know I was missing. In fact, I have been known to burst into tears on occasion. They remind me of me "back then" — in the days where my free time was filled with seeing my ladies at brunches, movies and shopping excursions. We had impromptu lazy afternoons consisting of tea and celebrity magazines. We talked, we dished, we ate, hugged and laughed. Those care-free days may be few and far between at present, but lately it feels like our friendships have been reduced to birthdays and holidays.
I whole-heartedly reject that notion. We have enough modern technology to get a hold of each other to at least plan something monthly. Keeping in touch is what it's all about, making sure these friendships don't become just memories. It just takes a little bit of effort. Even when my "effort" tank is running on empty, I can certainly squeeze in that one last email to reach out and plan a dinner together. Because it's especially when I'm running on empty that I need my girls the most.
With Love to My Ladies,
Amy
