Growing up, I had a lot of friends. There's nobody I wouldn't befriend or at least be nice to. The older I get, though, the more introverted I get. Most of my friendships are online.
There's the friends I have known since kindergarten. There's the friends I made through high school.
There's the mom group friends that started as, literally, virtual strangers and are now some of my closest friends. We've been there for each other through childbirth, weddings, divorces, cancer, the loss of a child; all of the ups and downs you can imagine.
Through that group I have some of the closest girlfriends and the absolute bestest friend I ever could have imagined. Those girls that are there for you at 2 am, always take your phone call, send you Game of Thrones memes, etc. And that bestest friend?
She's the sister I never had. She fits in well in this adoptive family I have made for myself. My godmother has essentially adopted both of us. But she's more than that. She's tough on me when I need it. She's got my back no matter what. She gets me in a way that I didn't think anyone could.
Every once in awhile I need a reminder that, no matter how lonely I feel, I am never truly alone. There's s always someone out there that will listen to me vent, cheer on my successes, understand my anxiety, and love my whole family.
Friends are precious. Love them well.
