This week a friend of mine was in a rough patch, and it reminded of me of when I went through a similar time last year, and she helped me. I can't imagine what going through a dark time would be like without my friends. They are everything to me and I am so lucky to have them. We all help each other out as much as possible, and now that we all have or are about to have children, I can see how we have all become each others' "village."
Yesterday, I had two of my best friends' kids here, while they had appointments (one for her hair and the other for mental sanity). My house was lively, to say the least, with two almost three year olds, and one eight month old. It went suprisingly smoothly, and when my friends came back at the same time it was one big friend fest. Living here in Los Angles, you meet only a handful of people actually from here. Most of my friends, have family plane-rides away, so we have become each others family. I am very close to my sister, but she lives in Israel, so when I need a helpful hand she isn't going to run over. I can call anyone of my friends here and without judgment they would help me, and I would do the same for them.
At times my husband and I discuss if this is where we want to stay. If raising children here is best for us, or would somewhere else fit for us better. I know I don't want to go back to living in New York, but someplace with a sidewalk appeals to me. I just can't ever imagine leaving the friends I have now. They are my home. It took years to develop the relationships I have now, and not a day goes by, that I don't appreciate how lucky we all are to have each other.