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The wisdom of my 2 year old...

The other night while having our bedtime cuddle, Ethan told me 'Lily is my best friend'. Lily is my friend, Angela's little girl. They are the same age and they've been playing together since they were 9 months old. They were both early walkers and would plow through baby groups like baby-zilla stepping on all the other babies. They were too young for toddler classes so Angela and I started getting together once a week to have them play together. Angela was the first English woman to befriend me. For the longest time, I kept her at arms length and refused to let myself use the word 'friend' when talking about her (afraid that one false move would destroy the balance of my very limited social life).
I digress - so, after announcing that Lily was his best friend, he said and Angela is your best friend. I said, No baby, Aunt Nicole is Mommy's best friend. He then said (with all the wisdom in the world), but Angela is your best friend in England.
That's when it hit me - I do have a best friend in England. In the last couple of years, slowly without even noticing it - Angela and I have become very close. She does so much for me and every week, I make a vegetarian (lactose free) lunch for her and keep lactose free milk and butter in the house as if someone that lives here is lactose intolerant just so I can cook for her and make her lattes when ever she is here.
We lean on each other and talk to each other about everything. I'm always complaining about my lack of a social life, but My little boy made me realize something the other night - one close friend is better than a group of friends any day. I will try to keep that in mind next time I'm feeling sorry for myself because I don't have enough friends for a dinner party.
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