My Sister Circle

Today, I am thankful for my circle. These ladies have pushed, impacted, inspired, corrected, and encouraged me. There are many more I could include, but for this writing, these are the ones that give me the most life.

The Life Coach

I received an unexpected phone call from a very good girlfriend/mentor/life coach tonight. She was just calling to check on me, which gave me the best and warmest feeling, knowing that I was loved to that degree. Talking with her reminded me of the times we would spend together riding in her green Saab convertible with the top down or just chilling at the house watching TV. I appreciate my friendship with her because if no one else understands my pain, frustration, or fatigue, she does. Because our current ailments do not “make us look sick,” it helps to have someone who gets it. I don’t have to go into detail, and she doesn’t ask too many questions. It makes such a difference!

The Four

I have three girlfriends with whom I have created an unbelievable connection. Two sets of best friends that equal = The Four. We organically merged together. These women are incredibly strong, successful, and intelligent and have decided to be my friend. Three of us have known each other since we were younger, and the 4th has become my best friend. Our personalities complement each other so well. We laugh together – A LOT. We pray together. We support each other. They constantly make me proud. They have been the bond I never knew I needed. I can whine and moan in a judgment-free space. And to sound very mushy, they are the wind beneath my wings! They also love me even though I use Facebook the least, so they either have to explain something they saw, screenshot it, or just wait for me to catch up.

The Game Changer

This woman is taking over area codes! But when she is home, her accomplishments and accolades mean nothing when a Phase Ten game is on the table. She is the hostess with the mostest! Her heart is so big, and she loves hard. I will always appreciate an unexpected phone call that will always include a good, side-splitting laugh session. She is wise beyond her year and will never miss an opportunity to serve. She has always marched to the beat of her own drum, which explains how she currently serves as a drum major. I am invariably inspired by her giving spirit.

My 80s baby

I have been so incited by this friend that she has been the topic of a blog post at least three times. The amount of boldness and faith she possesses is remarkable. Our birthdays are four months apart, yet she would never let us enjoy the age we were before trying to enjoy and celebrate where we are now – 40 +. I appreciate witnessing her growth and expansion as a woman, a wife, a mother, and a business owner. She allows me to be there for her, by her side, helping in any capacity (typically with the kids). She is my shero.

SPE

I have tried recalling how our friendship developed, but it really just happened. She allows me to cry, cuss, laugh, or sit in silence. She moves and motivates me in so many ways. We can talk for hours on end and then go weeks without communication. I love everything about our sisterhood. She will never let me forget about the strength and power I possess, and I genuinely love her for that. She is also not afraid to tell me when I fall short, and I’m always grateful.

My Sister

Growing up, it was just my younger brother and me. We had very few shared interests – he was an athlete, and I was a bookworm (although he is much smarter than me). Around 8 or 9, I earnestly prayed to God for a sister. I never questioned if God was genuinely listening, but when He answered my prayer at 11, my faith went through the roof! After completing my school work, I became highly invested in my mom’s pregnancy, reading every book and article I could consume. It was a high honor for me when my parents allowed the name I chose for my sister to become a reality. We did not have the relationship I dreamed of initially because of our age gap. However, we have more than made up for what we could not establish then. She knows me better than I know myself. Sometimes, I forget that we are 11 years apart. She is my voice of reason and my best cheerleader. She constantly reminds me that God answers my prayers, petitions, and sincere cries.

These women are my circle. They know me in different capacities but love me in the best way. I thank God that He would allow them to cross my paths and grow with me. They push me out of my cozy comfort zone because they believe in the best for me. I will always love them, even when they hurt my feelings (I can be very emotional). It doesn’t get much better than this.

Get love. Give love.