I need a BFF

My daughter asked me today “was I sad because I don’t have a best friend”.

Let’s me honest when you are nine best friends are a daily occurrence, they also change as often as your socks. But I do wonder how many of us go into adulthood with a bff.

Now I’m not after sympathy I know I do have many good friends. Yet I can see why my daughter was concerned.

Do I do girly chatty phone calls. NO.

Shopping trips NO.

Lunches. NO

Girly weekends. NO

I have spent the rest of the day thinking on this. I could blame a lot of things, raising children with special needs, working full-time with my husband.

These are just excuses though no real reason.

Maybe I am just isolated by choice from the world of BFF’s.

As the day has worn on I’ve realised that I do need to work harder on friendships. I actually would like a best friend(now that reads sad right!).

So guys how do I go about it? BFF applications on request. Maybe not.

I think I need to look closer at the invites I receive. The texts I forget to reply to.

I do hope It’s not to late for me.


About sarawith4

I'm a stay at home mom who loves her faith and and family. I am a new christian and still learning about the glory and grace of our Lord. I'm also a grieving mom who has to try each day to smile. Knowing my child is with the Lord brings me comfort but doesn't take away the pain of missing them.
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5 Responses to I need a BFF

  1. Tia says:

    It absolutely doesn’t read sad. It reads hopeful! Feeling the need is the first step towards reaching out to grasp what it is you hope you want. Go for it!


  2. No, no, it’s never too late. I would take you up, but I live 67 miles away. God bless, and I hope you find your mum’s dog. How devastating. I pray you will.

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