“My women friends, they’re all my sisters, all my mothers, all my husbands, they are all my everything. It’s hard to find a man who can measure up to any of them.”
If anyone found out how wise Jennifer Aniston truly was, she could have made a living giving friendly advice, instead just being a Friend. Luckily for me, she found a way to put into words what is very hard to say, especially when you’re in a committed relationship. With several other women.
While it’s true that I am single by traditional definition, I feel very much spoken for, and to deny the relationship that I am in would be worse than infidelity – it would be a lie. Because even though I do not have a male significant other, I have others who are significant, and we have a relationship that is more real, more sane, and way more healthy than any other traditional relationship I’ve ever been in.
I consider myself lucky enough to have friends who respect me. Despite the fact that I make jokes when uncomfortable, give generally bad advice, and am the worst bartender alive, they don’t try to make me anyone that I am not, because who I am is enough for them.
I am lucky enough to have friends who support me. Whether it’s reading this blog, letting me drag them to press conferences, or talking about THAT boy again, they are always there with a listening ear, a beautiful smile, and a shoulder shrug, because sometimes it’s all they can offer. And it’s enough.
I am lucky enough to have friends who never go away, even when I want them to. It’s easy to want to retreat into a corner and try to deal with it myself – I am the queen of alone time. And it’s not so easy when they haul me out of the corner, ask the tough questions, and get angry, especially not when I deserve it. But my friends are strong women, not easily intimidated and not scared of what’s hard or uncomfortable, even if I am.
My friends are my everything, the family I chose. We’ve been through breakdowns, break-ups, boys and Breckenridge, cancer and car trouble, fights and fiestas, and oh! the dreaded hangovers… They helped me remember my locker combination and held me when I cried. They will stand next to me at my wedding, help me raise a child, and look the other way when I fart in the nursing home.
You know who you are, and you know what you mean to me. I’m counting on you fix me when I break, catch me when I fall, and change the world like I know you’re going to do.