Celebrating 25 years of Motherhood, day 21

Celebrating 25 years of Motherhood, day 21 - friendship!

Day 21, friendship.

One of the most complicated things about parenting is being there for your children navigating the complexities of their lives, finding friends.

That is one of the things I have struggled with, I still do. My siblings were and are my best friends . However we live in three different times zones and thousands of miles away from each other. Finding other friends did not come easy; I did not fit any molds. I often felt like an outsider at social events. But now I do have a small circle.

When it came to finding friends, I had to tell them to choose quality not quantity. There is a lot of give and take, it does not work one way. I had to tell this to myself before I was teaching them. Friendship is an investment, you must try, you must be there just like you want them to be there. It is not about keeping score. It is about being there, in good times and bad. All of us are still learning, it is a work in progress.

So, to anyone out there who may be struggling to find their place in the world of friendships, it will happen. It takes a lot of hard work. Be willing to go the extra mile.

Here is a link to a blog I wrote a few months earlier about building friendship. https://www.rekhasrambling.com/2023/11/building-friendships.html

“Friendship is not about who you spend the most time with, it’s about who you have the best time with and who is actually there for you.”- The mindset journal.

Pictured here are my siblings and I.

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