I wish you all could feel my heart this morning. As strange as that may sound, I truly mean it. My words today just aren’t even going to do it justice… but I’m going to try.
Friendship is one of the greatest earthly blessings I feel we can ever share and experience, all varying degrees of it. All kinds of friendships are needed in this life, but there really is something special about those you’d call your best friends. A definition of a best friend may vary depending on who you ask, and I think that’s fair. Maybe a best friend is someone you talk to every day. Maybe it’s someone who knows your deepest, darkest secrets. Maybe it’s someone you’ve known the longest in your life, or someone who can always make you laugh. Maybe it’s all of these things for you, and maybe it’s none of them. If there’s one thing I do know though, it’s that best friends don’t happen overnight. You may have thought this was the case when you were seven years old but I’m here to tell you it takes time… it takes going through things… growing with the changes… it takes chapters of your life- some of them even distancing you apart for a short time, but always reconnecting you pages later. It takes choosing these people as you get older, something pretty amazing to think about- the people you choose to call friends. And mine are pretty fabulous, I must say.
I love this picture of us… it’s blurry but I feel it perfectly shows the ways in which we come back together again, no matter how many moves have taken place or how much time has passed. We may not see each other as often as we’d like and we may not even talk to each other as much as we truly should because LIFE. But I do know this – no matter what life may look like, when one of us is in need (whether we say it to be or not) we make it work to get there, to share the love we carry for each other. We may miss sharing all of the small, every day moments with each other but anytime one of us experiences something that shakes the soul- birthing new life, the passing of a loved one, marriage, divorce, moving away, career changes, a milestone birthday, life goals being met, and yes- adoption – we show up, no matter what life is at the moment.
This past weekend, my best friends – whom I’ve known since elementary school – surprised Christian and me by hosting a garage sale adoption fundraiser, in my hometown. Six hours away from where I live now, they came together and had the most epic of all garage sales, forcing their husbands and children to take part too 😉 The work that went into this and the place in the heart from which it came… here is where my words will most definitely fail to completely describe the gratitude I feel. My heart swells and the tears come quickly.
In addition to the garage sale there was a lemonade stand, bracelet making table (orchestrated by one of my girls who had just completed her first ever Iron Man 70.3, I mean seriously), and you know behind every good woman there stands a good man (oh you didn’t know it could go that way too?). While my girls were hard at work, so were their guys – setting things out, feeding babies, and everything and anything else that needed to be done.
I wasn’t there this past weekend, but I’d like to think that if I was – there’d be a million and one snapshot of the soul moments. I think about my girls, their sweet husbands and babes – all people I love so much, and I think about how someday I’m going to share this story with my son or daughter… telling them about the weekend when mommy’s best friends came together because not only do they love her, but they love her sweet baby who is surely on his or her way to us.If you are reading this and were a part of this beautiful event – please know, from the bottom of my heart & Christian’s heart – we are beyond grateful.
One of my girls posted a recap on Sunday evening and summed up our friendship so much better than I ever could have:
I’m sitting on the couch a bit salty from the heat of the days and my body is aching, I just feel so happy. This weekend I got to witness many strangers giving to a cause for people they know nothing about, but more than that, I witnessed the depths of what real friendship looks like. The kind that you shed blood, sweat, and tears for. The kind that you give to, show up for and see through even when it’s incredibly hard and inconvenient for you. The kind that you make time for even when you are just so busy. The kind that shows up for the hard stuff, fights for you, and believes in you. The kind of friendship that really has no boundaries and never needs apologies because the love, respect, and appreciation is just so strong.
Christian and I don’t know our little person yet but I smile knowing someday, they will feel all of this love… experience it… and share it. When our babe someday asks me what a best friend is, this will be one of the many examples I’ll be able to give. A weekend that stands for so much more than a monetary meaning, but two days that look like time, sacrifice, teamwork, togetherness, joy, and enough love to make even complete strangers feel the want to help. That kind of love is powerful! That’s the kind of love that makes up best friends.
That’s the kind of love that creates a village.
They say it takes a village to raise a child, and my heart could burst knowing my village is full of some of the best souls I’ve ever known. The people in my village… this life of mine would not be the same without them. And today, they are who I am giving thanks for.
My loves, you will never know just how much this has meant to me. I can’t wait for this babe to feel first hand just how loved they are. Thank you.
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