Since about mid-December, I’ve been thinking a lot about how blessed I am to have such good friends–and so many of them. Some people have no one to share their life with; I sometimes have to debate who to share with.
I read the other day that at some point in your young life, you have about seventeen people you call friends. As you get older, you get down to about two (this is a total paraphrase, and I have no idea where I saw this originally; sorry). That seems pretty sad. I don’t feel like my friendships are declining. I mean, I guess at some point, natural selection will win out, and I might get down to two, but we’re nowhere near that!
This weekend, Mr. Gray and I were in Kingsville for a wedding; we got to catch up with many friends from college. It was so fun! And, for the most part, none of us skipped a beat. We picked up right where we left off. As a matter of fact, we had a late night snack at Whataburger–sans kiddos–to top it all off!
At the wedding, the bride had The Black Dress Society as part of her bridal party. Basically, this was the group of girls that would have been her bridesmaids had she been twenty-two. They sat close to the front, wore black, and were present throughout the big events of the night. I thought it was a very neat way to honor those friendships.
It got me thinking about my bridal party. What amazing friends I have–and I’ve only added to them! I love we’ve grown and met new people along our journey. I’m glad we’re not stagnant and declining. We have such amazing people in our lives. I’m grateful we’re not living up to the crazy, dwindling friendship statistic, although we might be if I don’t do a better job showing them I appreciate them.
Wedding photo by Mary at Sledd Weddings, June 2006.
