Yesterday, I became an officially official Godmother.

My great friend and her husband -the parents of ridiculously beautiful children – honored me by asking if I would be Godmother to their son.  I think I can’t quite explain adequately how incredible it was to be asked, and how full of love my heart is, and will always remain, for my friend and her gorgeous family.

Listen, life isn’t always a smooth ride, and I would be telling a huge fib if I pretended that Minda and I had an easy journey as friends.  We didn’t.  But I think the truth is at the bottom of it, at the heart of the struggle.  We lived together for a total of two and a half years … as real, true adults ~ and ps. that ain’t bad! We managed to remain friends through the transition from college, through a nearly two year separation, the fickleness of female friendship, three weddings and a partridge in a pear tree.  (Juuust kidding about the pear tree.).

To be the only person (out of four) who isn’t related by blood to be her child’s Godparent?  Yeah, that’s for real.

I remember when we moved in together, and our goal to have our first ‘grown-up’ apartment.  (We achieved this, thanks mainly to Minda).  I remember a snow storm, watching movies curled up under blankets on the couch and great food (I didn’t cook at the time, so it was all Minda).  I remember the other things too – when we fought or vehemently disagreed.  But here we are, over ten years later, still friends.  And that speaks more to me than a small incident years ago.  We chose -as individuals and as friends – to let the small things slide and stay friends because the big things were more important.

I wonder, sometimes, how similar female friendship is to sisterhood.  I don’t have a sister, so my knowledge is limited.  But I’ve always explained Jess & my friendship as a sort of sisterhood.  Even when we want to kill each other, we love each other more.

It was such a great honor to become a Godmother and I hope that I am better to my Godson than my Godparents were to me (aka, absent.  For my whole life).  But mostly, it makes me feel as though Minda decided to actually make our friendship a family. And I love her and thank her for that.