As I sit here typing this, buckets of rain are falling from the sky. At my fingertips, I have one of my favorite mugs filled with steaming coffee and lots of cream, along with a bowl of maple vanilla almond yogurt. Madeleine Peyroux, Carla Bruni, and Rachel Yamagata sing their soulful songs to me courtesy of Pandora.
I am groggy, yet content. I stayed up way too late (yet again) reading Outlander and a wee lil' one was pulled into our bed after a nightmare in early morning hours. I see lots of coffee in my future.... plus wine, good food, rambunctious conversation and more late evenings staying up way past my bedtime.
Girls Weekend officially begins this evening. I am so excited. I can't wait to see each person show up on my doorstep and hug them as if I have not seen them in a lifetime, for that is what it feels like. This is going to be an awesome weekend.
I know that one the greatest gifts of my life is my friendships. I have the best friends. I feel so lucky that I have this strong group of very different women to support me and rally me on no matter what life throws my way. And I love that I get to reciprocate on that support and rallying as well.
I often get asked about my friendships and how I have managed to keep all these really close relationships. And quite honestly, I never really know how to answer that question. Friendships have always been easy for me. It is one area that I am really lucky in.
But after thinking about that question over the years, I realize that I have finally have an answer to it. Whether a friendship is new or has been around forever, the secret to maintaining and growing it is simple... You show up. Period. That's it. You show up.
You get the idea.
How you show up is of course dependent on your proximity, availability, and such. But there is always a way to show up even if you can't physically be there. That is where delivered pies, care packages, text messages, and loving voice mails come in. Even blog posts can be an ode to a friend.
So that's the secret. The details of what happen after you show up don't really matter. The fact that you showed up is what is important. That's what friends remember.
So on this magical Girls Weekend, celebrate with me. Call a friend that you have been thinking about. Send a text message to your old high school buddy the next time you hear that crazy song that y'all rocked out to as sixteen year olds. Take cupcakes to your friend down the street just because.
I am groggy, yet content. I stayed up way too late (yet again) reading Outlander and a wee lil' one was pulled into our bed after a nightmare in early morning hours. I see lots of coffee in my future.... plus wine, good food, rambunctious conversation and more late evenings staying up way past my bedtime.
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I often get asked about my friendships and how I have managed to keep all these really close relationships. And quite honestly, I never really know how to answer that question. Friendships have always been easy for me. It is one area that I am really lucky in.
But after thinking about that question over the years, I realize that I have finally have an answer to it. Whether a friendship is new or has been around forever, the secret to maintaining and growing it is simple... You show up. Period. That's it. You show up.
A friend gets dumped... You show up.
A friend has a baby... You show up.
A friend has a bad Tuesday... You show up.
A friend has an awesome Tuesday... You show up.
You get the idea.
How you show up is of course dependent on your proximity, availability, and such. But there is always a way to show up even if you can't physically be there. That is where delivered pies, care packages, text messages, and loving voice mails come in. Even blog posts can be an ode to a friend.
So that's the secret. The details of what happen after you show up don't really matter. The fact that you showed up is what is important. That's what friends remember.
So on this magical Girls Weekend, celebrate with me. Call a friend that you have been thinking about. Send a text message to your old high school buddy the next time you hear that crazy song that y'all rocked out to as sixteen year olds. Take cupcakes to your friend down the street just because.
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