Several years ago, I began a friendship with a woman--mostly because we lived near one another. Each time I visited with her, I would come away exhausted and depressed. Having always been a glass-half-full kind of gal, I was frustrated that this woman was sucking my energy. I did not know what to do.
One day I was reminded that some friendships are poisonous. My mother always used to tell me that I had to be nice to everyone, but didn't have to be friends with everyone.
As my children get older, I have tried to drill into their little minds the importance of having good friends. I'm sure we have all watched people we love follow sad, pitiful, wasteful life paths because they were unwise in their choice of friends. I have also, like you, watched unstable, weaker people excel and thrive in their lives because they were following the example of stable, stronger friends. Friends make such a difference . . . such a difference.
The rule also applies to we grown-ups.
There are many valuable friends in my life. I have been blessed by consistent, good, kind people with whom I rub shoulders. Some I don't see for years at a time, others I see nearly every day. I would like to tell you a bit about one of them.
This is Betsy. (And her husband Abraham, but I'm going to highlight his remarkable woman in today's post.)
I met Betsy when we each had our first babies--sons. My husband had grown up with hers and had always been great buddies. There is this tricky thing when you are married, see. It can be hard to find couples that you both equally enjoy. My dear man wanted to get together with his childhood friend, so I agreed to have them over. I immediately fell in love with this friendly, kind, thoughtful girl. Justin was delighted. We now get together once or twice a year.
We lead remarkably similar lives and have remarkably similar goals. Conversation is stimulating and I always leave feeling encouraged; wanting to be my best self. Betsy introduced our family to Thomas Jefferson Education, the home schooling philosophy that we (generally) follow which has revolutionized our family life. We both struggle through the difficult task of not only feeding and clothing our children, but schooling them to boot. The only lulls in our conversations are to save one of the girls from the doom of, not one, but the combined strength of TWO big brothers or some other child-sized emergency. She loves being a mother and loves being a wife and doesn't feel that she is being robbed of anything by magnifying her career choice. She is sincere and confident. I'm tellin' ya'. She is good for me.
Some friends are indeed poisonous and others, like Betsy, are the cure for what ails you.