Am I worthy of you girl?

I read something the other day that said women who make time to hang out with girlfriends are healthier. I am certain that is true. I know when I come away from time with my girls I feel lighter in spirit(usually heavier in food/cocktail weight), happier and all around more equipped to take on the world. I have fantastic friends and I have been blessed with a lot of them. In fact, I had a snafu yesterday on Facebook wherein I created a new profile page by accident. Before I had time to figure out what I had done wrong I had 56 friends. I am very blessed.

I worry though-do I deserve them? I don’t mean am I a good person, I just mean am I a good enough friend? When choosing my bridal party all those years ago, I really had to labor over who to leave out. There were so many people that were so important to me, it was difficult to narrow the list to an acceptable bridal party number. I had two maids of honor and they were my sisters. Had I no sisters, I probably still would have had at least two maids of honor that day.

When my husband and I have had to pick Godparents for our children, it is excruciating. We have amazing friends that all would fit the bill of people good enough to take care of your children and teach them about the world. See? I am blessed.

I have only been a maid of honor once-for my sister. I have never been a Godparent despite my friends’ abundance of children.

This is not a woe is me post. These are just facts that make me nervous that I am not a good friend. Do these people that I love so much, who mean so much in my life not know that I would move mountains to help them? Do I exhibit that or is that a sentiment that is in my heart but that rings hollow when tested in real life?

I got a Christmas card from a friend that had two babies on it. I am almost positive I didn’t know there was a second baby. No wonder I am no one’s godparent-I don’t even keep track of who is born.

My friends are scattered, especially now that I have moved away. Have time and distance and the daily madness of raising three kids made me a bad friend?I don’t know, but I worry.Time and distance and daily madness are a fact of life. I should be able to balance something important like girlfriends with all the rest. It will never get easier. I need to keep in touch better. I need to reach out more. I need to make sure they know I am grateful for them and that no matter how busy or harried or forgetful, they are always on my mind and I would make time if they needed it. I am blessed to have so many friends. I need to make sure they feel blessed to have me.