A Love Letter To My Friends

There are many days that the inner me really pisses me off. I hate my body, or my face broke out. I have insecurities or think I'm doing everything wrong. It's not that uncommon, because I've noticed women like to beat themselves up.

But you know what gets me though? My girlfriends.

I can be immature, insecure, wear my fat pants, and just be stupid. And you know what? They don't care. They don't see why I hate my body and they show me how their face broke out too. We laugh about our insecurities because sometimes when you say them out loud to a strong group of women they sound really dumb. And if they don't, your friends make you feel better anyway.

I have friends I don't see often, but I think of often, and I know if something ever happened they would be there in a heartbeat. The ones that you pick up the phone to talk to after months of not speaking and pick right up where you left off.

I have friends that I spend everyday with and they make my life bearable at the moments they are the most unbearable.

You know what makes me a good mom and a good wife? My girlfriends. I can let loose and be myself. No one judges... and if they do, they tell me to my face.

Thank God for good, true girlfriends.