“Let it be said I did it as well as I could and learned to wring joy out of every day in the midst of the glaring ordinary.”
This applies to more than friendships with women. It applies to marriage, child-raising, and all manner of things. People are what you believe them to be.
You wouldn’t believe how much talk time fits around chores, and conversely, how the work flies with a friend. But you’ll have to let it be a little messy.
What is wrong with me if she doesn’t like me? What does she say behind my back? Why am I always the instigator?
Is it possible to hold too high a standard in forming friendships? How do you know if you are?
Today my friendships feel rich, though sometimes spread too thin. But these are the stories I think of when I hear yours.
I observe that in spite of our relational bumps, the overwhelming majority of us have people in our lives whom we can trust with our darkest stuff.
You would think that friendships would come easily to us. You would think hey, we’re women, and good at this, right? You would think – but you would be wrong.
I’ve been wanting to hear from you on a couple of items for some time. Would you be willing to answer ten questions for me?
Life is about walking together toward Good. But if it had been up to me to go out and find a mentor, I might still be looking.