March 2, 2010

The Value of Friendship

How does one ever tell a friend how much she is valued?

The last year of my life has been, to say the least, tumultuous. I have been hurt deeply by someone who should have been my best friend, every day of my life.

I have struggled to process my own pain while also worrying about the needs of my two young children, one of whom can't say a single word to me -- not a single, solitary word -- about anything, much less the complexities of his world.

I currently am observing behavioral regression in my autistic son. And, oh, how I hate the word "regression." But that is exactly what I am seeing.

Why? Why are we moving backward on certain levels? Is it due to the events taking place in his family life?

Oh, what can I say? Crap, crap, crap. (That is the edited version.)

But there are some gals in my life, a group of strong women who could grab the attention of a room full of men just by walking through. They are that beautiful.

They also are smart, and confident, and caring.

They are wonderful, wonderful friends.

A shout out to you, girls. Thanks for the night out last week. Thanks for all the nights-out to come.

Thank, you, thank you, thank you for telling me that you have my back no matter what. For your understanding, for your sympathy, for your friendship.

You are, indeed, priceless.


  1. I'm so glad you have a strong group of friends. I truly the believe it's the key to surviving anything. They make you feel like "you", not like someone's mother or someone's ex or whatever other label or hat we wear during the day. It's a beautiful thing!!


  2. I love my friends too. They are there for me more than family ever has been. They are my family, really. Im glad you have that too... you are dealing with so much...

    Great post :)

  3. How sweet.......I hope you realize you are too one of the gals....

    Boomer Sooner!

  4. I couldn't live without my friends!

    And are you a Sooner? I graduated from OU in '96. I'm starting to wonder if you and I have crossed paths at some point in our lives...too many things in common!

  5. Deb, I am a LONGHORN!!!! But my mom and dad both did their grad work at OU, so, if it weren't for Sooner nation, I wouldn't exist! WOuld lvoe to go out with you sometime. Get down here to DFW and let's go to Uncle Julio's!