Saturday was a friend-fest. I had virtual coffee with my Annapolis sidekick, a bellini brunch with my playdate and dinner with my favorite Albany Park couple. And James even made an evening cameo appearance. The day was a marathon of conversations about everything and nothing. I laughed a lot.
Friendships are an ongoing surprise in my life. Their first appearance is serendipitous. Their ongoing presence is a decision. Although family is family forever, friends are a mutual choice. I must choose him/her. He/she must choose me. As a single gal, my friends fill the gap on the missing spousal role. Their collective attributes make for the ideal husband. And I try to spread out my neediness across them all so no one person is overly burdened in being wed to me. I love them for their similarities and differences. Here’s what my bffs look like close up…
*Sense of humor
*Sense of self
*Acceptance of me intertwined with the ability to challenge me
*Not stagnant always reinventing and refocusing
*More positive than negative
*Cynical but optimistic
The other day Abby and I were chatting about *the one.* I told her I didn’t have just one. I have many loves of my life.