Category archives: Friendship

The Power of Friendship: What a Difference a Year Makes Bookmark and Share

The Power of Friendship: What a Difference a Year Makes

A year ago today, I woke up for the first time in my Milwaukee home. I was excited about our new chapter in life but also exhausted from the three-day drive across country and overwhelmed by the unpacking.

Mostly, I was terrified at having left behind a circle of friends that had taken more than a decade to create. My emotional stability was in question—so I guess things were actually pretty much the same as always but I worried about life without having dear friends close by.

I was right to be concerned. Only in the past decade has ...

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Make New Friends But Keep the Old Bookmark and Share

Make New Friends But Keep the Old

Having spent the past four days visiting my best friend from high school, I woke up this morning in a curious funk. I should have felt refreshed and happy, on a post-vacation high. Instead, I was melancholy and moody.

It shouldn’t have come as a surprise. Hanging out with someone who giggled with you when you were a pimply faced teen with braces and a poodle perm surely lights up something inside you akin to a heroin rush (I assume given that I have never partaken in heroin). Of course, the rush is followed by a crash and major ...

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My Guiding Words for 2014: Courage and Connection Bookmark and Share

Funny thing about friendships—you can’t become friends with someone without first having been strangers. Didn’t our parents always say “never talk to strangers?”

Us introverts take that advice to heart. We hate talking to strangers—it’s like walking into the flames of hell.

But when you move to a new place, you have two choices: put yourself out there or wallow in loneliness. So into the fire of small talk and introductions I have gone.

When a mom I’d only met only twice invited me to join a new book club that some of the ...

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Soul Sisters: Our Circles of Friends Feed Our Spirits Bookmark and Share

Fresh off a weekend with 11 dear friends, I am exhausted and my voice is still raw, but my soul is rejuvenated replenished.

Woven in among the glasses of wine and cocktails, the reading of US Weekly, the dancing and attempts at twerking, the eating and the far too many discussions about poop, there was also life at its grittiest.

We talked of relationships with spouses, friends, children and parents; of changing identities; of careers and lack thereof; of dreams left to be realized; of growing older and of growing wiser.

Not a single topic was left unturned, unanalyzed (some ...

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Learning to Walk Across Invisible Strings Bookmark and Share

In two days, I will head to Colorado for a girlfriend weekend with 10 friends. We’ve rented a house to celebrate the 40th birthdays of three of us.

It is a tradition begun when the first of us turned 40. There will be laughing, eating, drinking, inappropriate and weird conversations, and more laughing.

For three months, I have looked forward to this trip, but this week I’ve felt oddly apprehensive about this first visit back to my old home.

My life in Milwaukee is nothing like the one I left in Colorado, but it somehow fits better. Not ...

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