Talk about friendship

She walked into my firm's training course over 7 years ago...super tall, super blonde and super intimidating.

She walked right on over to my table at break time and introduced herself. Maia was her name (MAY-YA)..pretty, just like her.

While she only lasted a few months at my firm (her choice!) , we became friends for what I hoped would be a lifetime.

I had Cole, she had Halle and we named our Monday playdates during mat leave "Muffin Mondays" (she bakes a MEAN healthy muffin!)

I struggled with conceiving number 2 and even though she was busy with her second girl, not once did she dismiss my fears, insecurities and overall anxiety about my infertile future.

I moved to Winnipeg....a visit here and there would allow us to fall right back into eachothers lives. By now I knew she was a keeper. Moving away truly tests a friendship and while I had resorted to emails and texting, she maintained good old fashioned communication... a weekly phone call.

How lucky am I?

So last week, after reading my blog she called to chat. A half hour of me venting about the negativity in my life, she barely got two words in...except to say that it is my life and it's about time I start doing things for me...and be happy about it.

Huh...so true. I needed to hear that.

Yesterday, the doorbell rang and the UPS man handed me a package from amazon. Inside were 2 books, Simple Abundance and The Happiness Project.

The note read:

You are a wonderful, beautiful woman Cheryl, live YOUR authentic life. Love Maia


And to me, that is what friendship is all about.