As a tween, I dreamed of having a "bosom friend" (I may or may not have been SERIOUSLY obsessed with LM Montgomery for several years!). But I never did. In fact, I despaired because I didn't have that glorious bond with one other female.
It wasn't until after I was married that I realized why. I have lots of friends. LOTS. I make friends easily. But if your circle of friends numbers in the dozens, it's a bit tricky to get that tight with just one person.
I now have people that I count as friends living in a dozen different states. Some I've known as long as I've been alive. Some I met just a few months ago. But everywhere I've been, every where I've lived, I've been able to find some very good friends.
I love making new friends. I love finding like minded people to play with. I love my crafting friends. I love my cooking friends. I love my reading friends, my same-stage-of-life friends, my not-even-close-to-stage-of-life friends. I love my bloggy friends. (yup, that's you!)
I learn so much from my friends. I find inspiration in their trials. They help me figure out my distresses. They enlighten me with their tips, and words, and crafts, and love.
Thanks for being my friend!