I am blessed with wonderful friends, and have a wide variety of people I consider my friends.
But this hasn't always been the case.
When I was in grade school, I had a best friend. We did everything together. We were inseperable.
One year, she replaced me with a different best friend. Oh, we were still friends, but I wasn't here favorite any more. Ouch!!
It took me years to get over that rejection. It made me wierd when I did have other close friends. I felt possessive. I felt fear.
It took me years and years to finally trust others with their friendship. I am amazed at how deep that one incident of rejection in grade school made a lasting impression on my life.
But now I have come through to the other side, and have women friends that I love with all my heart, and I know they love me for who I am, warts and all. I have friends all across the country, young friends, old friends, and I love them all.
It is a good place to be.
Thank you, ladies, for being my friend.
Hmmm... Warts... Who knew?!?
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We are so much alike with that old rejection thing! I am so blessed to have a friend like you!
I would like to think I was a friend...... be it a new friend... but indeed a friend...
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