hey y'all.
i've been over to the Crazy Hip Mamas blog and i see that i'm not the only one outta sorts these days. mine is a fuzzy, i-can't-quite-get-it-together feeling that i get every so often. this time it's cuz i'm congested and cough-y and super overbooked all at the same time. totally yucky feeling...
but i digress y'all.
the Crazy Hip Blog Mamas are blogging about friendship in Collaboration #44. and that's what this entry is 'sposed to be about too, so here goes.
i've had lots of friends in my life. some short, some tall; some who could sing like angels, some who would scare the devil out of hell with what they call a tune. i've met people who were wonderful friends for a day and some who have been friends since 2nd3rd4th grade.
some of my friends are only e-mail buds. some are blogging buds (like some of y'all reading this). some i call once a month, some i might call once a year. i have friends i haven't seen since cooter was a pup and some i see a bit more often.
some of my husbands have been friends of mine. it's taken me many a year to realize that i am one of my own best friends and so is God.
i like knowing that my friends won't judge me too harshly, cuz they know me so well. they know my limitations and my shortcomings, how i'm still working on being who i am becoming, and they are content to allow me to do what i do best.
they know when i'm bee essing around and won't let me go for too long without calling me on it.
they know who and what i love best in this world and will find ways to make sure i have those people and things as part of my life.
they always do their best to keep me in the midst of life's goodness and help me maintain my composure when the shyt hits the fan and i want to go off on somebody.
they let me know that sure, i can have that banana split today but i'd betta be riding the stationary bike tomorrow or suffer the you-gained-a-pound consequences with no commiseration.
most importantly, i know i can count on my friends to have my back, no matter what.
and that's the way i like it.
now get on over to Crazy Hip Blog Mamas to see what other folk are saying about friends/friendship in Collaboration #44.
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2 comments:
Love this, bliss. Wish I could say the same about myself as a friend (to myself). Instead I'm having that fuzzy feeling you mentioned. Must've been the overdose on dessert at camp this weekend. We had a blast but I can't seem to get my groove back now that we're home and back in the hecticness of this friend-filled life. I have NOTHING to complain about. And yet, I do quite regularly.
hey there Amanda! i hope you get your groove back soon. i'm counting the hours on my end. my momma said it's probably our duct system and i remembered that i didn't change the filter... sure enough, it was filthy. :-&
are you gonna blog about camp? i wanna know what happened. :-)
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