“X”, “Y”, “Z” and Me
Tuesday, April 6th, 2010By Kelly Mortensen
Friendship matters to women. Ask any one of us and we will tell you there is something special within its earthly bonds.
Wilma & Betty were the proverbial back fence friends who consoled one another thru the Stone Age. Lucy & Ethel were steadfast believers in each others dreams. Thelma & Louise… compassionate confidantes.
Our woman friends come in a wide variety… sister, mother, neighbor, a childhood playmate. We make connections at the gym, the workplace even the stables!
Our Saturday morning riding group started years ago when four very different women united in friendship from their love of horses. Over the top of clip-clop, voices chatter in the morning sun. Each sharing their ups and downs from a week that now lay behind.
Mother, Grandmother and executive businesswoman; “X” is an amazing woman to behold. Her exuberant smile never fading as she juggles her busy corporate world with Blackberry in hand!
“Y” is a creative woman with decorating talents that leave Martha Stewart standing in awe! Buttons and bows she exclaims; “It’s all in the presentation!”
Beauty best describes “Z”. With unassuming style and grace her vision of life is that of a treasured gift. Even at its worst… she will find the infinite possibilities of good.
And then, there’s “Me”. Secretary by day… innovative foodie by night! My joy is in the kitchen, consequently securing my contribution to our group as the designated baker!
The story of our friendship is the story of our divorces, our children, careers, loves, losses and remarriages.
From the barn aisle we share worries and secrets and find most any reason to celebrate with cake! Our talks from the trail are at times serious, painful and intense. As the saying goes; “If your friends can’t tell you… who will?”
Somewhere in the meaning of the word “friendship” is an assumption of trust… with humor and joy we’ve encouraged one another to take leaps. Yet never alone; as we collaborators leap right along side then scramble to help when climbing up the other side.
We moved from youth through middle age with an accumulation of wisdom and watchfulness… when shared made each of us stronger had we been on our own.
Friendship matters… it matters a lot. I once believed family was the center of life. Now I know my friends are the difference between a lonely life and a lively one.
As I look back on our “Happy Horsing” foursome we have found acceptance, love and loyalty in each others company. For at the very core we can look to one other and say; “I know just what you mean.”
