Taking Care of Friendship
Today, as I attempted to catch up on the backlog of emails in my inbox, I perused through some of my favorite blogs. As I was doing so, I happened across a few articles about friendship, the importance of developing friendships, and the like. It got me thinking. I don’t like to jump on the bandwagon, but when something speaks to me, I feel I need to write it. (And by the way, you can check out what I read at incourage at The Art of Simple.)
On the radio the other day, I heard one person ask another what the difference was between her friendships 10 years ago and her friendships today. Well, 10 years ago I was in my senior year of high school. I can still remember all of my friends from back then, but I think I knew deep down who was real and who wasn’t. Sure I had my “friends”, but then there are always FRIENDS–you know, real friends. The ones who wanted me around even though I didn’t want to smoke, drink, and have sex. The ones that would come to all the sporting events with me or just walk around the mall.
As is no surprise, I haven’t seen most of my “friends” since I graduated high school. There’s the one I fell away from, the one I’m always talking to, and the one I wish I talked to more.
Then you go to college, make a bunch more superficial friends and a couple of keepers. I have two of the keepers.
But then you graduate from college and you enter real life: get a job, get married, have kids…and somewhere among the diapers, the milk, the laundry, the soccer games, and the instrumental concerts, you lose touch. Your friends are two hours away in a new place and you want to be there with her during this transition but you can’t get away long enough to even see her place. Or she’s three hours away, and you get to see her once–maybe twice a year when you take vacation with your family. Or she’s just about an hour away but she works full time on the night shift, and the only time you get together is with the kids–which they love (the kids and your friends!), but all you want is some real grown up time sometimes. Even the friends you make through your kids’ friends (moms unite!) are out of reach most days–they have busy schedules too.
I miss my friends.
Take some time to read Jennie Allen and Tsh.
And then take the time to pursue meaningful friendships. Wherever you are, whatever your circumstances, whether you feel like the frazzled mom with no friends or the laid back mom with a million, call up a friend or send her an email–whatever it takes to refresh those precious friendships. Male or female, single or married, ten kids or no kids. We need those friendships in our lives. We were made for friendships. So pursue them. Cultivate them. And then tell us how you did it.
And while you’re at it, pin this prayer from Elisa Pulliam. Or print it. Or just visit it over and over again and pray it every time you see it. You’ll be glad you did. And so will they.