A friend is one that knows you as you are, understands where you have been, accepts what you have become, and still, gently allows you to grow.
This morning I had a call with a friend who embodies all of this. And even though – on the scale of life – she is a relatively new friend, that has no bearing on how completely dear to me she is.
She was there for the aftermath of what I mentioned yesterday. She witnessed my shame and my tears with deep compassion and without judgement. Even though I have shared with her some of my most vulnerable history, she did not have an old story about who I am or what this means. She simply listened and reflected and encouraged.
She gave me unconditional love.
To be known, understood, accepted, and still, gently allowed to grow and become is one of the greatest gifts I have ever known.
This is the kind of friend – and mother – I aspire to be. This the kind of friend I hope you have in life.
*the post title is a reference to Charlotte’s Web by E.B. White, not to Sex in the City