Letters to a Friend

Dear E,


I cried for you last night. 


I'm finding how much I really miss having "that" bestie that I can talk with everything about and who's in my same situation. Somebody I feel like I can lend advice to, as well as gain advice from.

Somebody who I'm not mega embarrassed to be seen as "white trash" in front of, because we both have hard and/or busy days and try to help each other through those hard or busy days. 


Somebody close enough to "run next door"- It's lonely being a student wife and a semi-single parent. I want to lend all the support I can possibly muster to my poor exhausted smarty pants of a hubby. But sometimes I need somebody to lean on and "plug into" and it's hard to do that when I don't want to lend to his further exhaustion. 



But he let me cry on his shoulder about my loneliness last night.


I appreciated it.


Please, dear E, promise me we can someday hang again? 


Just one or two more walks? One or two more cries? One or two more late night, "how in the heck do I...?"'s, one or two more cups of sugar? One or two more gossip sessions of, "how does she do____?" One or two more, "I can't believe our neighbors! All over a PARKING SPACE!!" You get it...


We can bring some tricycles for little E and Mr. G this time though. 


And maybe we can hunt down our favorite McD's worker and tell HER to "have a nice daaaayyy..."


Love,
Jill

As you can tell I'm feeling a bit secluded and isolated lately which is making my battle a little harder to handle. With the heat making it hard to go play outside, and the guilt from all the things I need to do to keep my home tidy that the other moms with apartments and only one kid don't have to handle, I'm finding it hard to feel involved and incorporated with the other student wives/moms. It all takes time, I know...I have lots of amazing friends that I miss, but I'm missing E in particular today because we kind of started our journey's together into parenthood. I'd walked a path of labor/delivery/newborn just before she did, and she'd walked in the miscarriage path before I did. Friendships like that are awesome. I miss a lot of my friends from our BYU married days.

GAH. I hate starting all over.

As you can tell, not all is sugar'n spice on "Dear World", we have to start somewhere! Another part of this blog is being able to share in struggles and helping myself (through writing out my thoughts) and others work through them.

Do you have a bestie (or a few) that you miss? How do you find new ones? Or do you prefer just bribing you old ones into following you for the rest of your lives? Hm, I like that idea.