Friends, in my opinion, are one of the most essential needs in surviving motherhood (dare I even say life in general?). They are the ones who stand by your side, no matter what. They will fight with you, laugh with you, cry with you and sometimes ignore the less than desirable traits you have.
Well, my time has come to write my friends an apology. So here it goes!
Dear best friends, gal pals, besties, etc:
I write you today in hopes that you can accept my apology. I have been, and may continue to be for the unforeseeable future, a bad friend.
I have great intentions of calling you to schedule time to visit, have a drink, binge-watch a show that only we would watch, or go people watch. I wish I had some amazing excuse, like “sorry Janet, but I can’t today because I’m flying to Africa to save elephants.” The reality is, I’m EXHAUSTED!!! Not just physically, but mentally and emotionally exhausted. As much as my inner party girl desires to recreate a scene from Bad Moms, jammies and my bed will win the fight almost every single time.
I spend the entire day at work (at a job that I love I should add) listening and trying to help solve all of the problems a child in the foster care system could have. I leave work and come home to four tiny people, that I helped create who are so excited that their mama is home, they talk non-stop till bedtime. I love hearing about their day, and their adventures so I listen excitedly until they are fast asleep.
Add in all of their activities, normal life stuff, and attempting to give my husband some undivided attention and at the end of the day, all I can think about is my strong need for quiet me time. I don’t have it in me to give my friends the “me” they deserve. The one who can listen without trying to “fix” the issue. The one who can jump in her car and bring wine when their husband is being a pain. The one who can listen and truly hear everything that is being said.
It is SELFISH – yet as much as I’m writing this to apologize, I know that the person(s) reading this most likely understands. That is why you are my friends. The ones who get me. Who are by my side regardless, and are most likely wondering why I felt the need to apologize in the first place.
For now friends, I apologize with the utmost sincerity. I have your back always and can’t thank you enough for always having mine!
Sincerely,
Your Bad Friend
(Who loves you lots, and won’t always suck because one day my kids will be older and we will be returned, like the Golden Girls only BETTER!)
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