Being an Anabaptist woman, while fulfilling, presents certain challenges: such as where to buy good fabric and what to do with your long hair.
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.