(Title brought to you by my friend John. Confused? You obviously don’t follow rocks.in.a.jar on Facebook.)
Just over a month ago, I got together with two of my best friends for a stereotypical girl’s night, filled with copious amounts of laughter, junk food, and, well, even more junk food. We painted our nails, caught up on each other’s lives, talked about boys (well, I talked about boys; both of them are married, so they have been happily excommunicated from the “boy-talk” club), and had a grand time. It had been months since the three of us had the chance to get together, and it was a much-needed reunion.
Despite the slightly frivolous activities in which we engaged, our get-together had a deeper purpose as well. But first, a little back story…
Last summer, I came across a blogging event that caught my eye. I couldn’t tell you the name of this event, but it provided female bloggers a place to come together in community, share their goals and dreams, and then receive advice and encouragement regarding what they shared. Every year, these women would come together again and again to do the same. Of course, I was instantly drawn to the idea of this event. The mutual vulnerability, the development of community with women you had just met, the chance to support and be supported by like-minded women. Who wouldn’t love that?
Since this wasn’t an event I would likely be able to attend, I thought I might as well try to recreate it myself with two of my very best friends. Although it took us six months to finally find a day in our busy schedules, we made it happen and it was amazing.
When planning our inaugural get-together, Stacey suggested that we each write a bucket list of 50 items to share with each other. While the idea of a bucket list had crossed my mind before, I had never put much thought or effort into creating one. But, it’s nothing like the encouragement and accountability of two of your best friends to finally make you suck it up and get it done!**
This bucket list creation occurred shortly after “The Event,” and it was honestly a huge part of my healing process. Putting together a list of goals, dreams, hopes, and desires for my future reminded me that I actually had a future. I mean, obviously I had a future, but you don’t really think all that logically when your foundation has been torn out from beneath you and your entire world is crumbling down as a result. (Melodramatic? Maybe. Accurate description of how I felt? Absolutely.) The idea I had of my future had been built entirely on the concept of “us,” so when “us” no longer existed, I felt as if my future had been lost as well. But, writing that list of 50 goals reassured me that, indeed, I do still have a very vibrant future to which I can look forward.
I owe this rediscovery of my future to these girls. Hey, what are sisters for? :)
Just in case you were wondering, I’ll be sharing my bucket list with all of you later this week.
Wait? What!? Two posts in one week, from the girl who hasn’t written in months?
Yes. Two posts. Maybe more. Get excited.
But first, I’m wondering if any of you have a bucket list? How about a group of close friends who can serve as support and encouragement as you work to achieve those goals? I’d love to hear more in the comments section below. (Yes, that was a shameless plea for comments.)
Until my next post…
**Kind of like it’s nothing like the
constant needling encouragement and accountability of one of your best blogging friends to make you suck it up and finally start posting again. :) Thanks, Alex.