Best Friends

Part of my personality quirkiness is the need to have a best friend.  Maybe it is part of being one of three kids (esp. the oldest with two brothers), but I always felt a little odd-person-out.  And my family moved/I changed schools in those formative years 5th, 6th, 7th grades...so, growing up was a little like a "Where's Waldo?" in trying to find my best friend.

College was wonderful.  I found wonderful friends...almost a dozen best friends. And then my ultimate best friend: Kdubs.

As much as I love having Kdubs as my best friend and now joining the moms club, I realize that I have isolated some of my old friends. 

Combine that with a six hour time difference and months of no-face-time...and I really have very few IRL (in real life) friends to speak of.

I miss having girl friends, ones to shop with, ones to confide in, ones to be silly and girly with...however, I find incredible solace in creating my own little "friend." It gets lonely being a nomad.

While she doesn't necessarily chose to be my friend, I love spending time with her.  And my eternal best friend: