I am not a people person. Ask anyone that knows me. I have always been kind of a loner with a select few that I actually allow in. I don't even need one hand to count the friends I had in highschool. And after that, until recently, I can only think of three people that I would actually call my friends. So it is shocking to me that I suddenly find myself in the middle of a group of friends that are some of the most amazing people I know...and at this point in my life, maybe some of the better ones I'll ever meet.
After having known most of them for over three years now, I am not sure how I existed without this many friends. Friends who are amazing mothers & fathers, friends who have discovered mid-life chaos and lean on me for support, friends that I travel with, friends I spend time with on weekends, friends who know I drink on Fridays at lunch (and still find a way to convince me im not a lush), friends who tell me to breathe when i forget, friends who make me laugh and think its funny when they make me snort, friends who nicknamed me, friends who I can say anything to, friends that listen, friends that understand, friends that have become part of my every day existance.
I truly believe we meet people for reasons...and I honestly think these friends are people I am supposed to know. People I'm supposed to know till the end. It took me 34 years to become part of a crowd...maybe it took that long though because, in the end, these are the people I was supposed to meet.