It’s tough being a grown up, sometimes. Tough being a parent. A wife. Tough doing your job – even when you love it. Life is filled with challenges, obstacles, disappointments. We question ourselves. Doubt ourselves. Wonder if we’re reaching too high, not high enough. We wonder if we’re doing the right thing, wrong thing. Not enough, too much. We ask ourselves what, if anything, we should change. Could change.
It’s a rat race.
That’s why – well, one of the reasons why, you have to take time and get away. For the first time in years, I did just that. Mind you, I have never spent a night away from Ella (who’s 2) and only left Emma (who’s 5) when I was in the hospital having Ella! So, I can assure you – this was not an easy decision.
But, I knew in my heart it was time to get away. Perhaps my sanity depended on it.
So when my girlfriend, Mary asked me to go away and surprise our friend, Annette for her birthday – after much thought – I agreed. My husband was supportive, as always. The plan was a short trip to Chicago. It was short. And sweet. Friday-Sunday. A fun-filled girls weekend of laughing, dancing, (maybe some karaoke) reminiscing. Nostalgia at its best.
It was a weekend, I didn’t know – I really needed.
Know what I mean?
It was a time to reset. Yes, I missed my husband and girls terribly. Obviously.
But, there’s something about best girlfriends. They’re a life-line anytime. But, those times when nothing is wrong, in fact, when everything is right, they’re there too. It’s sweet.
Friends – true friends – are always there to lean on. They’ll pick you up when you fall. They’ll let you vent, encourage you, applaud you, scold you, laugh at you, laugh with you. They are always there. Even when you don’t call them, just knowing they are there gives you peace of mind. You can go days, weeks, even months without seeing one another, yet when you’re together, you pick up right where you left off. It’s the best.
I’m lucky. I have an amazing group of friends. I know how important that is. They are. I can’t imagine not having that. My husband and girls will always be my best friends, but my best girlfriends have my heart, too. The ones in Seattle, Chicago and right here in WNY.
I’ve spread myself pretty thin lately. I’m on the go from sun-up to sun-down. I wasn’t sure I could find time for my weekend with the girls, but I’m so grateful that I found it. Because what I truly found was the importance of friendship. The importance of time for yourself. I was reminded that life is short, that we need to constantly surround ourselves with people who make us feel good. The ones who know a secret (or ten) about you.
It was a fun weekend with some special girls. Man, we’ve had a lot of good times. We’ve been there through the bad times, too. And we’ve all had plenty of them. This weekend, we were reminded how much better the good times are. We didn’t have nearly enough time to count all of our blessings. There are too many. But we toasted a time or two – mainly to friendship. Real, true-blue friendship. The kind that runs deep. The kind that’s there – no matter what. My favorite kind.
So, if you have the time, take the time. Don’t feel guilty. Believe it or not, your husband can handle it. You will end up being a better wife and mom because of it.
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