Friends

I find myself rewriting my definition of a friend as life goes on.

It used to be that a friend was someone who shared her candy and invited you over to play.

Then a friend was someone to sit by at lunch who wouldn't laugh at a bad hair day.

In high school a friend was someone to confide in, who would tell you when you were being a jerk and had food in your teeth.

When I got married, a friend was any couple both Eric and I liked spending time with.

When I was pregnant, a friend was someone who would tell you how beautiful you looked and would drop everything to come over and paint your toenails.

With a newborn, a friend was anyone willing to hold your squirming baby so you could have just a minute to go to the bathroom alone.

Today, a friend was someone willing to come watch my baby in the bath so I could clean the oatmeal he barfed up all over the house.

Thanks, Katie.