I have some relatively new friends (from church, FW’s, etc.) that are wonderful…without a doubt.
But this post is about “old friends”.
One in particular. We were saxophone-playing-band-geeks together since the start of middle school. We now live a block apart. As I have coined the term, she’s one of my few BBF’s. Not BFF (best friend forever—for you texting lingo novices).
Before Boobs Friend
Anyone that you have known since before puberty—that is still your friend—is special…without a doubt.
We have virtually watched each other’s entire lives…
School. Boyfriends. Heartbreaks. Husbands. Children. Careers.
And all the joys and disappointments in between.
About a year ago, I received an Editors Choice Award on FaithWriters for The Stalker’s Curse. I was overwhelmed by the incredible comments I received; not just a line or two, but paragraphs. They were beyond affirming and encouraging.
However, it was the personal email from my BBF that I wanted to share with you:
That was beautiful. I do not have the words to let you know how great of a mother, wife, friend, writer/author, sister you are. I truly value your friendship and presence in my live. I am blessed and a better person just because I know you. You are the only person I know who can listen and not judge.
That last line was probably the best compliment of my life. I am so honored to be that kind of friend to someone, and to have that kind of friend in her.
I pray that we all could have that kind of Agape Love in our relationships…and friends that knew us before we really ever knew ourselves.
*If any of my recent posts seem vaguely familiar, it is because I am trying to centralize my blogposts here at Blogger.