Defining Friendship

My cousin, Leslie, is one of my best friends.

Leslie’s the one who was with Greg and me at the hospital when our twins came too soon.  The labor and delivery nurse checked under my gown, swore like a sailor, and yelled to Leslie, “Come here!  If you see a baby head, PULL THE RED CORD.”  Then the nurse left to call in the disaster response team and get my doctor back from her son’s soccer game.  And Leslie ogled my hoo-ha ’til the cavalry arrived.

Clearly, Leslie and I have quite the history.

But friendships are strange creatures.  They ebb and they flow.

Sometimes, the same friends are there for years and years.  They prop you up, keep you sane, and tell you which brand of bras give you maximum lift when your girls deflate post-breastfeeding.

Sometimes, the people to whom you’d like to remain closest drift away.

You just never know for sure what circumstances are going to pull you together or drive you apart.

The older I get, the more meaningful the small things become.

And this weekend, I shared a special moment with my cousin and friend, Ms. Leslie.

This is how I know we’ll be friends for a long, long, long, long, long, long, long time.

Anyone… seriously, anyone… who uses her son’s red Wolverine undies to clean her glasses?

My bosom buddy for life.

ABOUT BETH WOOLSEY I'm a writer. And a mess. And mouthy, brave, and strong. I believe we all belong to each other. I believe in the long way 'round. And I believe, always, in grace in the grime and wonder in the wild of a life lived off course from what was, once, a perfectly good plan.
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  2. Please would you be kind enough to tell me all about that anti-deflation bra you mentioned? No reason… Thanks 😉

  3. This is how we know she’s really family.

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  5. Now that is just plain awesome! Moms get caught doing some of the weirdest things…

  6. So sweet. I really hope those chonies are clean. Yet, it might not surprise me if they’re not.

  7. Fabulous picture!!! 🙂

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