I say it ~at least I think I do ~ often here at Single Mom in the South
I'm a grateful for a truly blessed to have wonderfully supportive friends.
They help me with my kids.
Offer free babysitting.
Keep me busy when my kids are with their dad.
Sometimes, though, its not enough.
Friends aren't the same as a significant other, because they have their own significant other.
You don't come first.
Such was the case last month.
I needed my friends.
I'd had the run-in with my friend's husband, things were still not right with my mom following her stay the previous month, and Cute Boy and I were in the process of ending things.
I found myself facing a weekend evening alone and I didn't want to be, so I tried to call in the troops. I sent out an email asking my girlfriends to come.
No one could, because they have kids and husbands and families that need them.
Oh, I think if I had been in a really bad way, they would have come, but I just needed a pick-me-up and no one could come.
That's the difference between a friend and a significant other.
My friends mean the world to me.
They are wonderful.
Sometimes, though, it isn't enough and it is during those times when I feel most alone.