I referred last week to my Betties. I was able to get away for a few days and spend some time with them.
This a picture of me and my Betties.
Julie turned 40 yesterday. We all reach 40 this year. Julie was first. I am next.
I don’t know, it started in college. Julie just started calling us all Betty and it stuck. No we refer to ourselves collectively as “Betties”.
What makes a Betty a Betty?
has your back, no matter what.
makes you laugh until it hurts.
will clean your house and care for your children.
will keep your secrets.
who will tell your children stories about you.
will not tell your children most of the good stories until they are much older.
has a sixth sense when you need a call or a note to cheer you up or calm you down.
will listen to you rant and rave and get it out of your system.
will be there in whatever way you need them to be.
That is what we call it. But I know we all have Betties, just of another name.
So, I ask you.
Who’s your Betty?
Life is short, surround yourself with people you love well and who love you well.
I didn’t get to Blissdom, but I certainly found some bliss.