What the Parenting Books Don't Tell You: Keep Your Friends Close

March 21, 2012 by Denuelle Meyer - No Comments

        I consider myself  to be young at 40. I feel young, I love life and I love a good laugh.

    However, I would be lying if I said I didn’t see that some things are going a bit south. Take my boobs for instance. Yep, a bit south. My amazing aunt once told me all women should  get a rose bud tattooed on their boobs when they are young. That way, when they get old, they will have a long stem rose. Well, at this point, I’d say my rose is a bit wilted and in need of a good watering.

       Another thing that has somehow began to travel south is my butt. Again, not like dragging to my knees south, but I would be lying if I said I hadn’t noticed some flappy little wrinkles back there.

      Okay, so I admit, there are a couple of  things going south.  But I REFUSE, no matter how many children I have, or how busy I get, or what is imploding around me, to let my female relationships go south. NO way, NO how. Ain’t gonna do it. Wanna know why?

Because my girls make me laugh when I want to laugh and when I want to roll up in a ball and surrender. They keep me sane and have my back. No questions asked. They would bail me out of jail at 5 am, feed my baby at 3 am, and they cheer louder and longer than anyone else at my life’s accomplishments.  My girls and I can celebrate, embrace, and kick each other in the butt when needed. Nope, I’m never going to let these connections go south~ Ain’t gonna do it.

So, whether you are nodding your head in agreement or shaking your head in disbelief of time lost and friends gone south, you have to read  it’s a Chick Thing. One of my all time favorite books. Trust me, you will laugh, hug it like an old familiar blanket, and maybe, just maybe, see a bit of yourself in it and be inspired to pick up the phone and call a favorite chick or two.