Tag archives: friends

I Blame My BFFs for the Voices in My Head Bookmark and Share

When I was a child, my dad occasionally had the opportunity to bid for a better job (he worked for the railroad) that would require relocating to a new city. As a shy kid, nothing is more terrifying—except maybe doing a demonstration speech in a required public speaking course— than having to make new friends.

So I did what I had to do. I screamed and cried and pleaded: “please don’t make me leave my friends.” We never moved. Not sure how much of that was my fault.

When my husband has periodically broached the subject of moving ...

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Girl Power: How Do Your Friends Influence Your Kids? Bookmark and Share

I love my girlfriends. Despite being a shy child and having only a few friends at a time, somehow as an adult I have surrounded myself with strong, smart, funny, confident, amazing and sometimes wildly inappropriate women. I got lucky, really lucky. So did my daughter.

This group of 10 friends began with a few coworkers who formed a book club and then allowed a few outsiders to infiltrate. Nearly 10 years later we no longer discuss books, but we still call ourselves "Book Club" because we can't come up with anything better. Despite our lack of creativity in ...

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Push through life’s storm even when it blinds you Bookmark and Share

My life right now is blurry—not unlike today’s blizzard-like conditions. Sometimes, though, you have to push through the storm even when the snow is blinding.

Two nights ago I had dinner with a dear friend who reminded me of a drive we took through the mountains two Januarys ago. We were headed for a girlfriends’ weekend during which 10 of us would celebrate a friend’s 40th birthday. She was the first to head into this unchartered territory.

As my friend and I headed through a giant “bowl” in the mountains, we suddenly found ourselves in a swirling ...

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Hugs no longer scare me Bookmark and Share

Early in my friendship with my only friend from the South, she said to me, “You are the friend I touch the least. You visible cringe when you see me coming.” It was an alarming statement—not because she said it, but because it was true.

Affection makes me nervous. When my own brothers hugged me the day of my college graduation, I felt awkward. When I visited my parents and they embraced me at the airport, I always held back. It felt odd to feel so uncomfortable, but I chalked it up to being Midwestern and coming from a ...

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A bridesmaid at 39 Bookmark and Share

The day I received a beautiful card in the mail from one of my dearest friends asking me to be in her wedding, I cried. She told me how much our nine-year friendship has meant to her and how much she wanted me to be by her side as she married the man she loved. To be her matron of honor is an honor that I have only begun to appreciate in recent years as I’ve learned the importance of strong friendships and happy marriages.

My friend and I both relocated to Colorado from the Midwest in our 20s ...

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