My mother has had a best friend from the time that she was married. She is best friends with her sister-in-law. Those two girls have had so much fun together. Because they are married to brothers, they confide in each other regarding the difficulty of being married to those brothers.

When I was young we went on trips with my aunt and uncle.

My mother loves her friend,Lucille, more than anyone I know.

As they have gotten older they have both become very frail. My aunt, Lucille, is losing her eyesight and her neck is bowed and she can only look down and not up as she approaches the age of 90.

My mother mourns for the life and times that they once had but she has not waned in her love for her best friend.

Both of their minds are still intact although sometimes my mother gets things wrong.

They still trade stories about their husbands. My mother has said if she did not have Lucille to confide in she doesn’t know how she would have stayed married.

I have never had a best friend that has lasted more than a few years. I have wondered if there is something wrong with me.

I have ADHD and sometimes that can be a difficulty in establishing relationships but I have realized something recently.

I do not have a best friend because I do not want to invest the time needed into that kind of relationship.

Neither do I want an intense relationship with a man. Recently I have dated a man who wanted to come over every single evening. I let him for the first few days and then told him,”No, I have work to do.”

He was hurt and responded with hurt which was an insult to me. I pondered this relationship for a while and prayed about how I should respond to his insult.

I didn’t insult back. I merely told him that he had left his glasses at my home and I needed my Nerium cream back if he wasn’t going to buy the product.

Last night my phone rang at 1:30 am and I got out of bed thinking one of my children had an emergent need. The call came from the man who had been over at my house.

Calling anyone at that time of night is inappropriate. Suffocating someone in a relationship is also inappropriate. I had never given this man any indication that I was interested in anything more than a friendship. His imagination had taken my friendly gesture to a level which I was not comfortable with.

As I continued to reflect on this and how I have felt in the past regarding various men I have realized that I already have a best friend.

My best friend is God and I protect that relationship. When I write I connect with Him and when someone else tries to become more important to me than my writing, I get angry.

God doesn’t demand that I talk with Him every day.

He does not demand that I even write every day.

He does not think I am a slob if I have a “jammie” day and spend the majority of the day working on my novel, putting my comfy jammies on for the day.

He delights in every moment that I choose to spend with Him but it is my choice.

If I push Him aside He does not get attitude and pummel my house with hail.

If I disobey and repent He always embraces me forgetting that I ever even thought about disobeying.

If I take an insult to Him in prayer He leads me down the path of righteousness which is never to insult back.

The times I have asked Him to accompany me on a date or an activity have remained in my memory as the best times of my life. Wherever He is, is so much better than where He is not.

When I complain or get scared, He nudges someone to call or message me to wake me up to the possibility that it is not only Him who loves me.

He has protected me in the midst of storms which have destroyed others.

He has healed me completely from a disease which had the potential to take my life or disable me.

He has never forsaken me although I have forsaken Him and His precepts more times than I would care to admit.

He has blessed me with three gorgeous children who have good minds and wonderful hearts. He has protected them from tragedy.

He has listened to all my prayers and in His wisdom has decided which ones to answer as I would like and which ones to answer as He knows would be a better way.

His Spirit is always breathing life into me. This is the  opposite of suffocating me with His demands, which is what so many men do when they date me.

He is the love of my life and without a doubt, He is my best friend, there can be no better than Him. When I think about it, I realize that God has been my best friend from the time I was a little girl and that is a pretty long time.