When I was in the fifth grade, the big heads of my eensy school district decided it was time to close the doors of the big brick schoolhouse and bus us kids off to the nearest town to finish out our elementary years.
That, for me, was mortifying.
For one, the school was right next door to my parents house, which posed both good and bad attributes. Good, because (and this might have been what actually fostered my undying ability to always.always.always.be.late.) I could race to the school doors no matter what time I arose. Bad, because when my dad purchased for me and absolutely insisted I wear this most horrid shade of lavender winter coat (with the hood up, mind you) - and I didn't? Well, let's just say my step momma could see right over to my shenanigans and I was straight BUSTED when pops got home. And p.s. in my family, that coat (with its oblong painted plastic buttons) is still in conversations. Most of these are centered on how I was/am so bull-headed. Oh how I despised that coat. And, still to this day, despise the color lavender on my body. I don't do purple folks.
Back to the school.
So, after a horrifying year of attending another county elementary school - where there was a boy, who I will respectfully call A. in this story, who tried to woo me on the bus with weird tales and completely disgusting air kisses. We would drop him off at his home and he would seriously CHASE the bus with his big goofy smile. Ugh.It still gives me the heebies.
That mortifying year lead into a summer of braces and growing hips (before anything else - got me?) and then to my junior high years. I, my dears, was a county kid. And since my elementary class had four girls total, it took some time for me to adjust to not being the top of the food chain in the coolness department. The girls from town had a totally different outlook on life - including waaaay more exposure to pre-teeny things that my father would have fainted over.
But high school was good, and after graduation, even better. Those years - 18 to 20-something or so - is when I began to form the friendships I have now...my besties, I call them. These rad mommas are (ahem) a bit older than me (: and that much more wiser. We all have differing ages of chitlens, have never all been married/single/divorced/dating at the same time. Likewise, we all vary in our weights, moods, and happiness levels from time to time.
A handful of things always remain the same, however. The one that makes me most happy - we are always, always, always there for each other. No matter what life brings, how much we want to cry and be upset and give the world a big raspberry...we have each other's backs.
Last week, while our kiddos were on spring break, we took an entire day to veg and hang. It was marvelous:
the bitties: Baby C and Viv
I am soon coming upon my one year anniversary here with Starr Strung. So far, a complete year of living my dream full time, with focus on beads and vintage things and shows and parties and beating the streets offering my wares.
It's been a grande ride.
And I couldn't have done it without these ladies. Strong, beautiful. Mouthy, yes. Opinionated, oh certainly. All of these attributes are what have shaped me into the woman that I am as well. I always have a solid partnership with my Joshy, and even he will say thank you to my besties - because they are 100 percent always behind me, pushing me to go, go, go and do this thing that I love.
I am forever - for the rest of my days - grateful. For their love and support - for always rocking my jewels, for holding my hand during horrid female problems, for bringing me food when I couldn't get off the couch after surgeries, and for never holding back to give me advice ... on life, on parenting, on positive thinking, and most of all, for being rocks upon which I can be sheltered by when the world is too much for me to handle.
Strong women - especially these - are amazing.
Coming upon my Starr Strung anniversary is exhilarating...new things keep cropping up under the work of my hands, and I am waking up at 3 a.m. to think about different ideas with pieces I have found. I have been a busy bee friends...and I hope you adore the new pretties! Most all are online for purchase, as quickly as I can get them posted (: I am still taking bridal and wedding party orders, as well as prom pretties for you high school ladies. Please do just drop me an email : firstname.lastname@example.org
And have a happy day...I hope you too have a story of devoted friends..of strength in numbers...of lifting up those around you with love and positivity. The circle of friendship is truly a blessing!
"A friend is someone who can sing you the song of your heart when you've forgotten it.: ~ Anonymous