I wrote this about a year ago, but for some reason, I feel like sharing today. So, to be completely transparent, I am now 36, but I feel the same way about these girls now and forever. See you tonight ladies.
"Measuring Up"
I have finally come to a place in my
life where I’m not worried about “measuring up.” My girlfriends have led
me to this place of solace, and the funny thing about this is, until I met
them, I never needed a big group of girlfriends.
All of my life, I have had close
friendships with several individual girls. The problem for me always came
when I was subjected to the group. Groups of girls can be very
exclusionary and competitive, but I am a natural mediator, the seer of both
sides. Unfortunately, wanting both sides often left me alone. So, I
stuck to my one-on-one friendships, and when I got older, I stuck with the
guys. It was just easier.
And then I got married and moved to a
new city. I had friends at work, but I was 24 and my youngest co-worker
was 40. My husband may regret this, but he told me I needed to find some
friends. He was more right than I would ever know as he showed me an ad
in the paper for a Girl’s Night Out event at a church near our home.
I went. Alone. I stepped into a
gigantic group of women that I had never met and instantly thought that I could
never measure up. It was terrifying, but I stayed, and I actually had
fun. Among the stations set up for us to do all manner of girly things
were sign up sheets for groups we might be interested in joining. I was
thrilled to put my name down on the Book Club list. I had no idea in that moment
I was changing my life and my vision of myself in unimaginable ways.
I didn’t know it, but I was entering
a stage in my life that needed other women. I was blessed to find the
women who would become my solid ground and my sanity, my support and my sounding
board. Over the last 11 years they have allowed me to throw out the
measuring tape.
Because of these women, I know that
my husband isn’t the only husband in the world who can be infuriating. My
kids aren’t the only kids who won’t eat vegetables. I’m not the only mom
who won’t fight that battle every day. In any given moment, I am doing my
very best, and that is enough.
The Book Club has changed and grown
over the years just as each one of us has changed. We are all amazingly different,
talented in a myriad of ways, with our own faults and beliefs. We make each
other laugh with abandon and the occasional snort. We give advice without
judgment. We offer shoulders or high fives. And in times of great need, a glass
of wine or three are never far away. I need these women in my life like I
need air. They make my life full and vibrant.
Now,
at the age of 35, in the same moment that I am realizing that I don’t have to
“measure up,” I am also realizing that I probably always have.