{"id":3343,"date":"2012-07-25T20:38:00","date_gmt":"2012-07-25T20:38:00","guid":{"rendered":"https:\/\/theparrishplace.com\/i-want-to-be-a-good-friend\/"},"modified":"2020-08-25T09:19:47","modified_gmt":"2020-08-25T16:19:47","slug":"i-want-to-be-a-good-friend","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/theparrishplace.com\/i-want-to-be-a-good-friend\/","title":{"rendered":"i want to be a good friend"},"content":{"rendered":"

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i need to brag for just a minute.<\/p>\n

about my friends. they are the best. probably the best friends ever made.<\/div>\n
including all of those\u00a0in my ward.\u00a0in my family. in my young women. in my neighborhood.\u00a0in heaven.\u00a0and even in my head.\u00a0{aka the pals i have met through blogging or instagram or some other source via the www}<\/div>\n
you know who you are.<\/div>\n

i’ve always known how important it is to be a good friend, but i will shamefully admit that growing up, i was the annoying friend who placed her boycrush before her friends. immature and selfish, i know. it’s actually kind of hard for me to admit, but i know it’s true. as a result,\u00a0i’ve always found myself wishing i was a\u00a0better\u00a0friend.<\/span>
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\nthis year i set the goal.\u00a0<\/span>i<\/span>\u00a0<\/span>wrote down<\/span>\u00a0my resolution on january 1, 2012 on the back of my complimentary napkin on our flight to hawaii. jon and i switched napkins on the count of 3. he thought i was kidding. which is kind of funny in-and-of itself because he is the best best friend in the history of being a best friend. and for a boy… that is G O O D. i’m telling you, he keeps in touch with his “cronies” weekly. not just on facebook either. we’re talking real life here. he got back from chicago two days ago where he went to his high school buddy’s wedding.<\/span>
\ni don’t think he has logged in to facebook since before jonah was born, he misses 90% of their birthdays, and it doesn’t even matter. he is just such a good person, and i obviously had a real lesson to learn here.\u00a0<\/span>
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\ntoday for no particular reason, it hit me like a load of bricks.<\/p>\n

the blessings of friendship is very real. very rewarding. and in the past 7 months, it has replaced all of the aquaintances in my life with it’s magic.<\/span>\u00a0i have truly tried my hardest to make it a point to nourish these friendships that are dear to my heart, and in return, i have learned so much about myself.<\/i> who woulda thunk, right? i swear that’s always the case.\u00a0<\/span><\/p>\n

one H U G E thing that i have learned in the past seven months \/\/<\/p>\n

{besides the fact that pinterest is the best source for incredible typography}\u00a0<\/span><\/div>\n
>>>><\/a><\/span><\/div>\n

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to be myself. do what i love. do what makes ME happy + in return i have found {or re-found} \u00a0friendships that are very powerful, and that mean the most in my life. these people like me for me believe it or not. i am so grateful for this. i could \u00a0s c r e a m \u00a0it from my balcony.<\/p>\n

i am happy. i am myself. i am unique. i am real. my life is real. it is beautiful. and the sun is brighter than it has ever been.<\/p>\n

thank you dear friends for being patient and sticking by my side through the rough patches. i know that i have lots of room to grow, but please know that i am doing my best, and that i now know what it takes to be a good friend.
\nte ‘amo.<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"

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