I don’t mean this in a catty, mean or spiteful way. My friends are simply better than your friends. Most women have these snide, tit for tat type of relationships where one gal in the group is secretly jealous of the other, or someone secretly hates someone else. Not us. Not ever. We have a formidable, magical and incredible, unbreakable bond. 

Our little gang even has a name: The Bored Room

In the Bored Room, we share everything. And by everything, I mean EVERYTHING. Sadness, triumph, heartache, joy, sickness, health … nothing is off limits with us, and that is the way we like it. How we stumbled upon this magical dynamic I’ve no clue, but we did, and I’m not going to question it. So, without further ado, let me introduce you to my stunningly wonderful cast of characters. 

 

First, there’s Angela, my little spit fire, my sock gnome. She has a huge smile and an ever bigger heart. How did we meet? Well, one day, I was unloading my dryer, looking for missing socks and I found her. Okay, I’m kidding, but she really is that little. However, even standing at a formidable 4’11”, this woman packs a whollop – in a good way. She is my friend, my confidant, my trustworthy emissary of mayhem, and I adore her. 

 

Then, there’s Patty, my rock, my sister from another mister. She is even more beautiful on the inside than she is on the outside. A more genuine, down to earth person you will never meet. Oftentimes we have to tell one another to stay out of the other’s head – that is how much we think alike (scary isn’t it?) Our initial bond was formed over a status update about anger, three legged cats and turds. – Don’t ask. One day, we plan to move into a huge house together and have a gazillion cats. She is someone I have had many late night chats with over wine and zombie killing – and there is no one on this earth I’d rather bond with over wine and zombies than this girl. 

And then there is Nitsa, my stunner, my model and my NitWit. She is hands down one of the most loving people I have ever known. Crazy, funny, zany and smart as all get out, she keeps me on my toes. We can talk about anything and nothing and be perfectly content. I have really never known anyone quite like her. There is only one, and I like it that way. Somehow we connected over crazy and insane midnight Facebook chats. And, don’t tell her (because it will go straight to her head), but I totally love this girl.

Darlene is our Ma and easily the wisest of us all. Darlene has an infections, boisterous laugh, and even though she does love her bling, she doesn’t need it, because she sparkles all on her own. She is a caretaker, a giver and easily one of the most thoughtful and caring people I have ever met. And boy oh boy can she dance the night away like no one’s business. I don’t know how she does it, but she can kick my butt under the table. I treasure my Ma. 

And, of course, there is Michelle. Michelle was late to the party, by way of Patty, but we were all glad she showed up. Patty and Michelle had been friends for a couple of decades an when we added Michelle into the mix, she was just like one of us. She fit. She was our missing puzzle piece. Funny, understanding and charismatic, I can even overlook the fact that she’s a liberal – well, sort of a liberal. And the woman can cut some bad ass hair. And, just like the rest of my wonderful friends, a beautiful person inside and out. 

So yes, my friends ARE better than your friends, but I’d like to think I earned them through blood, sweat, tears and years of heartache and sorrow. Many people will go their entire lives without relationships like the one we have forged, and I truly feel sorry for those people, because without great friends, you are missing out on life and all of the wonders in it. I’m thankful that I’m not missing out on a thing anymore. I have quorum in my life and in my spirit. Who can possibly ask for more than that?