I have been blessed to have found an outlet for the current of life, in my friendships. These women have adopted me into their hearts and named me their sister. They say the word so effortlessly and fill it with a grace that smooths out my broken edges and difficult ways. They have been the very sponges to polish my jarring weaknesses. They have been God’s hands to uphold me in the midst of trauma, loss, heartbreak, and pain.
Some 18 years ago I met some people who would become “forever friends”. I know this because they told me so. Sadly, at the time of, I admit that I wasn’t a believer of the term. At a young age I had already experienced rejection by my peers which caused extreme trust issues that only… Continue reading A Family Affair
My best friend got engaged. We knew it was coming but then again we didn’t. We talked about the possibilities and played out the scenarios but nothing makes it real until it really happens. Well it really happened. And all of a sudden, memories of our shared singlehood flash across my minds’ eye. Like that… Continue reading When Your Best Friend Gets Married
Tonight will be the last night we sleep under the same roof together. Ever. (Insert sad face.) I remember our first meeting and how I knew God wanted me to connect with you. I had no idea back then that you would be in my inner circle. That for nearly a year you would be… Continue reading An Open Letter To My Roommate
For the last 2 weeks I have been playing hostess to the dearest of friends. One of whom I met at college and connected to via Christ, the other in high school through the typical “high school” click. Our click fell away and yet we held on tightly to one another, stubbornly refusing to let… Continue reading The Healing Power of Sisterhood