Where my girls at?!

I haven’t blogged in a while, and it’s not because I’ve been busy, because I’ve been anything BUT busy. Sometimes when I’m extremely bored it tends to make my lack of motivation even stronger, so it’s hard for me to get motivated to do much of anything, even blog. But, lately I’ve been thinking a lot about my friendships and relationships with people, mainly with other women.

I’ve been thinking about the pureness at the beginning of new friendships. I had this one friend who we grew really close really quickly, mainly because of our similarities in personality and we have soooo much in common. We were semi-inseparable for a few months and it was so fun. As a woman, I believe we really cherish finding that good girlfriend that we can talk with about anything from pop culture, to relationships with boys, to our relationships with God. That’s what this person was for me. Since then we’ve drifted some and had some hardships, but it’s the hardships that make coming back to that friendship so important. Its as if we’ve gotten past the “oh my gosh! We have everything in common!” phase and onto the “I’m a sinful person with junk” phase. It’s at this point that we MUST meet at the foot of the Cross. I love my friendships, especially those with Godly women.

When I was a little girl I can remember getting so excited about slumber parties, like REALLY excited! I loved that point in the night where you just started talking about nothing, and then there would be a long pause as if you were falling asleep, and then the other person would start talking about something again. This would go on for hours, until finally not another word was spoken and you were finally both asleep. Confession: I still love spending the night with my friends and sleeping in the same bed with them; mainly for that same stream of consciousness conversation that you had late at night as little girls. I know that one day I’ll finally have to live with a boy, and let’s just point out the obvious, boys aren’t girls. I have very high doubts that late at night my husband will want to join into the stream of consciousness conversation that I’ve always had with my girls.

So, for all that said. I love my girlfriends. I cherish my time with them, the old, the new, and the ones that have drifted away, that I miss more then they will ever know.