I don’t know about you, but I’ve found over the decades that some of the best friends I can have are those who know me best, knew me when I wasn’t as lovable as I am now, and still love me anyway. They love me, and one another, enough to travel long distances to see one another again.
Do you have friends like that in your life? Friends that, in a way, have actually been family to you? Of course, for me, that’s very important, because I’m an only child with no children. Most of the kids I grew up with had large farm families, and they still included me in their lives.
It’s time for us to have our annual weekend retreat, and the texts are increasing, emails flying, as we plan for more friends this year. I don’t have any idea how many will end up coming, but I know it will be amazing even if there are the original five.
If you do have friends like this, have you reached out to them in a while? Maybe send them a text, or a card, or email. Maybe–gasp!–give them a phone call.
I see these friends as part of the foundation of my life. Their acceptance means more to me than I can say, and I happen to know that my acceptance means a lot to them, too. I thank God for these friends. I hope you have friends for whom you can also thank God.
Have a wonderful weekend. I know I will!