This past weekend, I got to spend a lot of time with my best friend Sue. While I email her almost every day, we don't always get to see each other very often. I could give excuses why, but they would be just that, excuses.
But this weekend reminded me just how good of a friend she is, and I don't say this to embarress her or trivialize our friendship. She is just an awesome friend. I know she has been a great friend to me, but I also see it in how she is with other friends too. I love how we can get together after not seeing each other for awhile and not miss a beat. I also love how she calls me out when I do something stupid (never happens right?). You know...the kinda friend who won't sugar coat things, the kinda friend who's brutally honest, the one you can tell you've crapped your pants too (not that that has ever happened). That kind of friend.
I found this picture of Sue and I, where I'm holding her daughter Elly. I teared up. (Sue would automatically ask "Steph, are you pregnant?" NO!) It made me realize that I am very lucky to have a friend to celebrate our special moments with. Or at the very least we have someone who can sympathize that we're up to our elbows in poop!
Me, Sue and Elly...
Please don't kill me for posting this, please see the sentimental value of the picture an not the fact that it's you in a hospital gown, hours after birthing your first child.
Good to know that you guys are still that close. I know exactly how you feel about her. That is how I feel about about my girls (the nashville trip in my blog). We never skip and beat and could tell each other anything and not have to suger coat it. Would love to see you if I ever get up that way!
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