Who is on your “home team”?
When the going gets rough? Who is your go-to? Who are the people that you know will always show up for you, that will come in the middle of the night and will help you get through when everything seems like it is falling apart?
Aside from my husband, my children and my immediate family, those to me are givens. Luckily for me any of them are there for me, at any time of day or night. I have 3 women who are my home team.
My very best friend in this entire world, Katy. We grew up together in church. I think we met maybe when I was 8 and she was 9? So, like 30 years ago. In fact, all 3 of my ladies are from church and I have known them all for 30 years. Man, my church has brought me so much. Anyway…Katy has been my ride or die since I was about 14. Going on endless trips together, navigating our way through boyfriends, high-school, college, weddings and carers. Back in March we had to do something really difficult, you can read about it here Yesterday, I called Katy immediately and without hesitation she was helping me. We go long chunks of time without talking, but it doesn’t matter because we still know how deep our connection runs. She is still my best friend, my children call her Auntie Katy and I am blessed that she has been mine for 25 years. She was with me when I had all 3 of my children, something that I could never repay her for. Katy also stood by me at both of my weddings.
Second, my “bestie” Sarah. Man alive this woman is simply amazing and I can’t believe we have grown into best friends. I have known Sarah for a long time, but I am 4 years older than her. We didn’t grow to be friends until we were both adults. For some reason, she was one of the first people that I called when my ex and I broke up. I called her and she was there. She hasn’t stopped being there for me and my family for 8 1/2 years. Sarah is one of my very favorite people in this world. She was a speaker at my wedding to Paul and has been a big supporter of our relationship from the get go. Sarah was there at the hospital to welcome my youngest, Noah into the world.
Lastly, my friend Terry. Once upon a time, I would have classified her as my best friend. We lost our way from each other for a few years. In the last year and a half, we have found our way back though. We found our way to this friendship as adults. Terry is a couple of years older than me and even though we knew each other growing up, we didn’t hang out much or anything. As adults we were both still active in our church and grew close, very naturally. Terry stood next to me when I got married for the first time. She was in the room when I had my two oldest children. Terry has always been someone that I could trust, lean on and count on.
At 38 years old, I am so thankful that I have a “home-team”. A team filled with 3 of the strongest women that I know. Women that God placed in my life through one of my favorite places, my church.
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