Diva Mom Wendy

Ok so here I go. How do I describe my best friend Wendy....Hmmmmm. Let me start by telling you how we met. Wendy and I were in the same 5th grade class at Madison Elementary. She was sort of shy, but then so was I. I don't remember her much since we weren't very close. She had this boyish haircut that she obviously hated. I wasn't mean to her, but we never played at each others houses. I was more friends with her neighbor down the street, Amanda.

Wendy and I didn't become close friends until junior high school. Back then our junior high had grades 7 thru 9 all in one school. I don't quiet remember how it happened, but we just clicked one day and became inseparable. She was so bold, popular and out-spoken, which were traits that I envied in her. Oh and she wore her bangs 3 inches off her head! Wendy and her big hair! LOL She was so pretty with her big electric blue eyes..I always felt so plain and boring next to her. She held the boys interest more than she knew.

So we are in the 9th grade and VERY boy crazy. We had our fights over boys and sometimes wouldn't talk for weeks. What silly girls we were! Even though we had our fights we always made up and became closer friends. We had our moments where boyfriends became our lives and we drifted, but never for very long. There did however, come a time where we drifted and our lives went in different directions for a few years.

Wendy became a mom at a very young age. We weren't at a very close time in our friendship when she became pregnant. I knew without a doubt that she was going to be a great mom. She has that special, loving nature that mom's have. And I was right, she was and still is an outstanding mom. She made those painful sacrifices that, sadly, some mom's don't make. She supported herself through nursing school while taking care of two kids and worked on top of that! It takes a strong person to get through that. While I watched her graduate, I became teary eyed because I was so very proud of her. She is one of my sources for inspiration.

My best friend has been there through the bad times. She's seen me at my worst, and my best. She isn't just my best friend, she is my soul sister. God brought us together for a reason, to bring out the best in each other. Growing up an only child, I had always wanted a sister. I would pray at night and ask God to somehow find me a sister. He gave me Wendy. Thank you God for answering my prayer. Thank you Wendy for being my support, my inspiration, my shoulder to cry on, and for loving me no matter what. You are and will always be my soul sister. I love you!