I could feel guilty.
I am out of town for the weekend for my annual girls’ trip with four of my best friends who are located around the country. I hopped on a plane to fly away, while my husband stays home with the kids. I will be gone for five days.
I could feel guilty that I am doing something for myself.
For a long time as an adult, I was missing that close friendship connection that you often have with others when you are young. Back before marriage and parenthood and adulting consumed the majority of our time.
Don’t get me wrong, I have always had some very dear friends and lots of acquaintances that I interact with fairly regularly. But life often gets in the way. We all know how it is.
What I’ve really been missing is someone I can call a “Best Friend”.
To the mom who goes to Back-to-School Night by herself and sees everyone else chatting,
To the mom who couldn’t attend because she was working long hours,
To the mom who feels out of place at a PTO meeting,
To the mom who wants to volunteer, but is too busy juggling a toddler,
To the mom who feels left out of the “cool” mom group,
To the mom who wants new friends but feels incredibly awkward,
To the mom who feels like she always sits alone,
You can sit at my table.