My all time favorite book and movie series is Anne of Green Gables. I have fallen in love with Anne, Gilbert and the inhabitants of PEI over and over and over throughout the years.Recently, I saw a post on FB where someone talked about bosom buddies and what that means to her. And it made me think . . . what does it mean to me? Who are my bosom buddies?
Growing up, I had a few best friends. I wasn't the popular kid at school. I was the poor girl from a single parent home who knew she was different from the other kids. The one who was either really liked or was the bullies target for teasing. But still, there were a few really best friends. In early elementary school, it was Nicole. I was devastated when her family moved away in 3rd grade. Then there was Myranda and Ashley in the older elementary years through high school. In high school, Amy and Apryl joined our group. One by one, we all graduated and moved on. Some of us kept in touch, others have not. One ended in a heart-aching friendship break up.
In college, there were more friends, but one truly amazing friend. During the Mommy Years, I've made more friends - great friends who I adore. But I learned that a best friend isn't necessarily a bosom buddy.
True friends are always together in spirit.
- Anne of Green Gables
So what makes a bosom buddy?
There is no one formula. Thinking of my bestest girlfriends, each is uniquely different and amazing in her own way. But for some reason, when we met and got to know each other, we just clicked. Like we had known each other forever. Even though our lives have taken different directions and we may not talk for months or years at a time, when we do, it's like we just saw each other yesterday. I know if one of these ladies called me and she was in need, I would drop everything, hop a flight if needed and be there to help. And I know she would do the same for me.
It's a very rare, special gift that, once found, you cherish forever. And if you lose it, you mourn the loss for a long, long time.
My bosom buddies are MY family. The family I chose, rather than the one I was born into. Don't get me wrong, I love my siblings (some more than others :P ), but my chickie chicks, they are the sisters who I trust with my secrets, who get the real me (and love me anyway), and we provide much needed sanity for each other.
I'm curious. We all live such different lives, with different personalities. What does being a bosom buddy mean to you? How do you know if you've met one? Please share your stories and experiences!
