She is beautiful! Inside and out!
She is confident.
Her character is strong.
She sends me the nicest emails, the sweetest cards and the most thoughtful gifts.
Where others have mocked my reading choices, she sends me more for my collection.
She enjoys being in the moment with her children.
Her home has a calming effect when you walk in.
Her listening skills and advice are therapeutic.
She is Godly, and encourages my Faith Walk.
She calms me down when I am angry.
She holds me when I cry.
She makes me laugh when I am down.
She changes my perspective when I feel hurt or alone.
She calls to check in on me.
She remembers my birthday.
With her encouraging words, I feel like a great mom and that I can truly handle anything that comes my way.
She inspires me to be ME.
She reminds me to care for myself when I forget to.
She knows just what to say, and when to say it.
Being in her presence makes me feel peaceful.
She accepts me, my husband, and ALL 3 of my kids.
She makes me feel talented, and encourages all of my efforts to practice my skills.
She says it like it is...with respect.
She doesn't try to be anybody else.
She sweeps in and helps me.
I have forgotten how to even ask for help, but she sees the needs I have,
and just rescues me before I can catch my breath to thank her.
She gives me hope, patience, and love.
She gives me wisdom in caring for my children now that hers are older,
and with her younger ones, she shows me how to appreciate the time I have with my kids.
And reminds me of how fast the time goes.
She has a simple life that focuses on the things that truly matter.
She takes care of herself.
She is perfect.
But she doesn't exist.
Well, she does, but not as one person.
My "perfect" friend is a number of friends that I have been blessed with in my life. They have come in, they have gone out, some have been complete strangers, and some are lifelong sisters. All of them were put into my life to add to it. To help me define me, to inspire me to grow, and to teach me. She has educated me about what really matters, and who really matters. She is simple and she is grand.
But see, she is not perfect. Because "she" is many. It takes a number of people at a number of moments in our lives to make those impacts. And they do. But no one person can be all of these things for another person. She would be amazing, but she wouldn't have a life of her own. She would be everything to everyone... else.
Here is the one perfect lesson I have learned through her though:
I can stop trying to be her.
I can be what I can to who I can, when they need me to. But I can stop trying to be everything for everyone else, I can stop trying to be perfect. I can breathe.
When I am needed as a friend, a wife, a mother, a daughter, and a sister I can answer the call. And when I need to be me -
She has given me the permission to do that too.
God love her.
A special thank you to all of you who have helped to mold me into who I am. I only pray that I can touch your lives the way you have touched mine. I wouldn't be here without you.
And since I am a "work in progress" I look forward to talking to you soon.
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