There is an old Steve Green children’s song, which my kids sang over and over when they were little, that speaks of friendship that sticks. The little boy in the video asks: “Like glue? Or peanut butter?” He replies: “Well, something like that…”
This is the song that has been playing in my head the past few days. I have friends that stick. I am so blessed and so fortunate to have women in my life that I can actually call dear friends. They put up with my craziness. They see me for who I am. When I open up to them and speak truthfully and vulnerably, they do not judge me nor they criticize me. When they tell me what they think and give advice, I listen and receive it, because I know they love me. They hurt with me when I hurt and they are happy for me when things go well. They care for me and pray for me.
And I feel the same way about them.
So this post is simply one of gratitude for my friends.
Also, I’m convinced that now that I live in a new city, I need to be a little more proactive about reaching out and fostering new, real friendships. If you’re reading this and live in RVA and want to be my friend, hit me up. I’ll do coffee with you anytime 🙂
Life can be hard, and everyone needs good friends wherever one lands.
So here’s to the awesome friends who stick like glue, the ones I already have and the new ones I’ll make. Mazel tov!
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