Does it worry you to be alone
How do you feel by the end of the day
Are you sad because you're on your own
No, I get by with a little help from my friends
Mm, I get high with a little help from my friends
Mm,Gonna try with a little help from my friends
From The Beatles' "I Get By With a Little Help From My Friends"
Now of course, geniuses Lennon and McCartney knew they were writing a song that being about the human condition, would have universal appeal.
But there is no way they could have known how perfectly this song encapsulates contemporary motherhood.
I can't thank my friends enough. It is you ladies who often get me through the day when I am about to run screaming from my house, never to return. I can rely on you in person, or via phone call, text or email, to hear my pain and give me the courage to keep going.
I can also count on you to hear my triumphs, and cheer me on.
I hope I have been there for you as cheerleader, confidante and shoulder to cry on.
Some of you I've known since we were kids. Some of you I've known for years, from dancing or teaching. Some of you I've met recently in the neighborhood (Go H.P.!). And one of you I met from blogging, and even though we chat regularly, I've never seen your lovely face in person.
Many of you I didn't know when you had an identity other than mom, meaning we never had a chance to be wild and free together.
But even those of you whom I haven't known for that long, because of the intensity of this motherhood thing, because of how much we depend on each other, it feels as though we've known each other forever.
Sorry to be sappy, but each one of you is a huge part of my life.
It was in the spirit of needing my network of mommy buddies, of craving momraderie, if you will (I am sorry about these mom puns, I can't help myself), that I wrote A Mom's Night Out, A Hangover and Longing to Seize the Moment. It is currently featured as a guest post on the terrific parenting website Green Eggs and Moms.
Thank you, and a big hug to the lushy friends who inspired it. You ladies know who you are, wink, wink.
I encourage you to find some friends, lushy or teetotaler, mothers or not, and share this post with them. I encourage you to make plans with people who make you blissfully, ecstatically happy. And more than anything, I hope you can rediscover that carefree, fun person you once were.
And to my friends and readers, I thank you for your support. I hope to raise a glass (or more!) with you soon, either face-to-face or virtually.
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