Life is a whirlwind, and sometimes you find yourself buried under cardboard boxes, a whirlwind of packing and moving. That was me, stuck in the basement packing up our home, grateful to avoid yet another sibling squabble between my kids. As I pulled out the last box from the closet, a treasure trove of memories spilled out — pictures from our college days, heartfelt notes, and tokens from wild spring breaks. This box held a lifetime of laughter and adventures with my dearest friends.
Though those memories are neatly tucked away in that box, they don’t define our story. Our journey began in dorm rooms, and today, it continues through voicemails, emails, texts, and the occasional in-person reunion when the stars align.
Now that we’re moms, it’s easy to get lost in the chaos of motherhood. It’s tempting to let friendships slip through the cracks — to forget a call or a text amidst the daily grind of laundry, sick kids, carpools, and meal prep. But for us, the challenges we face — be it kids, jobs, or moving — aren’t reasons to drift apart; they are chances to draw closer together.
There was a time when we let life get in the way, when we made excuses. But we realized we couldn’t postpone our friendships. We didn’t want to wait until our kids were grown — we needed to actively nurture our bonds. Motherhood didn’t fracture our friendships; it forged them even stronger.
You’ll always be my girls.
I’m here to listen, to share tears, and to unleash laughter. I’ll be the friend who supports you through both the highs and the lows. I remember my grandpa telling me, “If you have five good friends, consider yourself fortunate.” As a child, I thought five was too few, but as an adult, I see the wisdom in his words. My best friends are those with whom I can laugh until I cry and cry until I laugh. These are truly my girls.
No matter how far apart we are, or how much time passes, you will always be my closest friends. Girlfriends help revive the parts of ourselves we often overlook, reminding us of our worth. They bring out the hidden pieces of us that get lost in motherhood. When we gather, we become vulnerable, sharing truths that often remain unspoken — the parts of ourselves that don’t make it to social media.
We uplift each other, bolster our confidence, and navigate the hurdles life throws our way. We discuss feelings of inadequacy, and our friends remind us that we are anything but ordinary. Each time we meet, I find myself thinking we can’t possibly create better memories than the ones we’ve just made — yet somehow, we always do.
After our recent girls’ getaway, we stood by the car, suitcases piled next to us, and tears flowed as we expressed how cherished each of us felt. A woman in a nearby car watched us, and I could see she recognized that special bond we all long for.
As we parted ways at the airport, I knew the familiar rhythm of daily parenting awaited us. Gone would be the leisurely mornings over coffee or late-night chats with too much wine. Yet, I was certain that nothing could diminish our friendship. No matter the distance, a simple phone call, text, or email keeps us connected. You’ll always be my girls.
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In summary, even amidst the demands of motherhood, the bonds of friendship can flourish. It’s about commitment, vulnerability, and unearthing the parts of ourselves that matter. Friends are there to remind us of our strength, and no distance can change that.