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Meeting new people has to be one of the most overwhelming things in the world to me. I would rather read the dictionary cover to cover than be introduced to a new group or couple(I know my poor husband.) I am one of the most introverted extroverts that has ever walked this Earth and it is such a weird place to be caught in-like there are some days where I just want to be out & about and around people and then there’s THOSE days where all I want to do is lock the door and listen to music. That’s it. Period. So it’s always been hard for me to let my guard down and just be me.

“Family isn’t always blood. It’s the people in your life who want you in theirs; the ones who accept you for who you are. The ones who would do anything to see you smile and who love you no matter what.”

— Unknown


But then I started to meet my people. You know-my wolfpack. The ones that you can be unapologetically YOU around. The ones that tell you when you’re being an idiot. The ones that let you whine and cry to them about the most ridiculous things and vice versa. The ones that let you take your shoes off at their house when you walk in because you feel like getting comfy, but you never really asked-it’s just understood. The ones that hold you accountable when you mess up and no one else says anything. Yeah, those friends are the best and I’ve recently stopped and noticed how incredibly blessed I am to have the crazies in my life that I do.

Weirdly though-I’ve always struggled with the numbers-“I don’t have a lot of friends” or “I hang out with more guys than girls” and even “I hang out with old people” (hilarious I know but I’ve thought it). But the older I’ve gotten the more I’ve realized that numbers really have nothing to do with it whatsoever and it truly is all about quality.Who cares how many Facebook friends I have or how many people show up for an event I have? I truly love that I have what I call forever friends-friends that I haven’t talked to in months and we can just say “hey I need to talk” and we pick up right where we left off. It’s just really refreshing and I think that it is something I have truly taken for granted. Even my friends that I’m still getting to know or build relationships with bring so much to my life. What I’ve come to realize is that I love real friendships with friends who want to do life with me. Friends who have seen me at my lowest of lows and been there at my highest of highs. People who trust me enough to show me the real them and just want to do this crazy thing called life together. We were made by God to be relational creatures-not hermits to go about this alone!

So is it fair to ask that we remove all the labels from friendships too? I just really hate that we categorize our friends like we do our underwear: the fun one, the loud one, the emotional one, my best friend, my high school friend, my church friends, my work friends, etc. You get the point. I just think that by labeling our friends, we’re limiting ourselves in those relationships as well. Just be yourself-all the time(easier said than done-trust me I get it.) And I also don’t get why women are so quick to bash each other, tear each other down and just be plain mean? We live in such a super critical world already, the last thing we need is another critic to tear us down so seriously-let’s build each other up! Rejoice in each other’s successes, find beauty in everyones imperfections and stand by each other in times of trouble and weakness. People start being themselves when you show them the true you from the beginning.

With that, being me all the time is something that I have truly been struggling with daily. I think it’s a battle we fight to not fit a mold, to be exactly who God created us to be and to GROW every single day. The relationships that grow me are the ones that I value so much and the ones that I never have to question when it comes to loyalty. And to those friends I say-thank you! You mean more to me than you could ever know.