thoughts from a wandering mind


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I miss boys

Don’t go getting the wrong idea. I don’t miss boyfriends.. I miss boy friends. When Ryan and I moved out to California, we moved as a couple, so making new friends that are guys was a weird/tough/strange thing to do. It’s like they’d have to choose to be friends with both Ryan AND I in order to be my friend. I’ve always enjoyed my guy friendships; mostly because I like sports and beer and seem to find more in common with them than most girls. But they also provide a unique perspective and offer a different kind of relationship than girl friends. Less judgemental in some cases and more protective.

This past weekend Ryan and I went to Preston and Becca’s wedding in the Hamptons. Preston is Ryan’s best friend and was his best man. He is someone I have really gotten close to over the past few years and I will never forget when he told me he loved me on my wedding day. It was true. Because of our mutual adoration for Ryan and our shared fun times over the years, we really had made a special bond. I even truly love Preston’s parents and have really gotten to know them well over the past few years..so well that when I finally met Preston’s brother for the first time, it felt like I had known him for years and he already knew so much about me too.

At Preston’s wedding, all of Ryan’s really close guy friends were there. I noticed that more than ever, they were really starting to feel like my close guy friends too. Whether it was a squeeze on the shoulder or a big hug every now and then, taking a cute photo of Ryan and I without us knowing, or just them taking the time to talk to me (or chug a beer with me) one on one. It was really special and it made me feel very lucky. Over the years that feeling (and our friendships) can only get stronger. It makes me really happy and hopeful that I’ll have ‘my’ guy friends back again. And I hope that they are the type of friends I’ll have forever.