Sometimes, best friends start seemingly as enemies. Mine was the neighborhood "bully" and coincidentally, her name rhymed with her label. She was mean as sin, tough as nails, and sneaky....just like me. We have been through so much together, our goal is to go out reaking havoc hiding sweetly behind our moomoos and toothless smiles. She can listen and understand, correct me and set me straight, laugh, cry, and celebrate with me. Plus, if something happens to my husband and I, she inherits our 4 versions of ourselves.
I hear so many women say " my husband is my best friend " or "I just hate other women, we don't get along!" To that I say " does your husband know which coupon insert has the good tampon deal?" I didn't think so. Oh and you can't get along with other women because we tend to call each other's bluffs worse than men at a poker table!
If you are a woman without a female best friend, you are missing out! There is power in uniting woman to woman, loving a friend enough to die for her. My best friend has guaranteed bail money for me!
We have been through her beloved father's death ( I was scared I would lose her with that one!) and my mother's "missions" from the lord that always end with a phone call from sheriff Barnie out in HeeHaw Neverland USA.
I have been fortunate to have her for 29 years of my 31 and glad she has let me tag along. All women need a best friend, not a guy, and certainly not your husband. There is more to this life than you can keep for yourself, connect with that person. You never know, it might be a bully!
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