Link: Perspective | Where would I be without my friends, the moms who mothered me?

Perspective | Where would I be without my friends, the moms who mothered me?

A sadly beautiful story:

“You never know who is going to hold you up when you fall. You cultivate friendships in your life and as you get older they either get stronger or fade away. It’s not ideal to have to suffer a devastating loss to realize how close you are to your friends or how much you mean to people. But it was during this period, despite the inevitable self-absorption of grief, that I truly saw the beauty in mothers.”

When my husband died and left me with two young kids, my mom friends made my life livable again.