When someone is my friend I am all in. I mentioned my Amigas and I think what would be interesting to some is how different we are. I know I am totally going to get in trouble for this post and that’s o.k. I’ve been in trouble with them before so here I go!
We do not look alike, or dress alike, I’ve noticed when we go to dinner some distinct dinning differences. We have the Intellect who we insist figure out the tip for us because “she’s the smart, quiet one,” and when I think about it we have the Survivor (who should probably write a book about her life) she works in sales and therefore works with numbers all day so why don’t we ask her to do it? Then there is the Princess who can tell you about movies, beauty products and looks at us in horror when we suggest she does something where she might get sweaty. Then there is me, I am the Blunt one, but you probably knew that already. We have these shared experiences and trust each other. Text and call and ask each other’s advice. I know how the Princess stays beautiful, how the Survivor’s work is going, how the Intellect is doing since her medical scare, and they know that I am not exactly upset to be laid off from my 9 to 5 right now.
We certainly share things much deeper that can not be shared on this blog. We know each others strengths and weaknesses, joys and sorrows, and we know where the bodies are buried. We have walked life together. And of course we have other friendships too.
What I find intriguing is some of the OTHER friends my friends have. Isn’t that funny? You know what I mean? I love them immensely, but some of their other friends make me go hmmmm! Isn’t that unpredictable? I mean if we all click and they click with that person, then why don’t I and that person click too? Life is totally unpredictable that way and it fascinates me, it truly does.
In the meantime, while I mull this over and before I give myself a headache, I think I will just be grateful for the Amigas,and our differences, because without them life would be so boring, the wisdom, the laughter, the honesty and accountability that they bring into my life and help me be the best version of myself I can be. And grateful for the other friends too that they might not know, the Teacher, the Administrator, the Pastor’s Wife, the Hairdresser, the Wise One, the BFF and the one I have not met yet.