Friends

At the risk of sounding even cornier than usual, I need to take a minute to thank a friend.

I’ve never met this friend, she lives in Vermont, on the other side of my world. I don’t even know her real name. But starrlife — mother to a pretty little girl who’s got a few years on Sophie but the same chromosomal composition — is so wise, never overbearing, and she always has the right thing to say. (Particularly here. Be sure to check out her blog!)

The qualities you’d want in any friend, but particularly one who, from time to time, offers sage advice about your kids.

This morning was no exception. I woke up to some lovely comments, including hers, about my tumultuous day this week — classroom, thyroid, physical therapy concerns all trumped by a silly birthday party Sophie wasn’t invited to.

In case you miss it, this was part of starrlife’s advice:

…her friends will be true- not like most little girls friends. They will be the ones that she loves and they will want to be with her. I think that’s a big plus compared to my growing up….

You know what? starrlife is absolutely right. I’m seeing it already with Sophie’s small but meaningful circle. And with mine.

Thank you, friend!