She is amazing.
My best friend has been in a relationship for six years, but she and her boyfriend aren't married. They aren't thinking about/contemplating/wishing they had children. Yet she is one of the few people I know I can count on to be there for me on my journey. She listens to every word. She gets sad with me. She gets angry with me. She doesn't think I'm crazy. She doesn't tell me to relax or tell me when I'm being irrational, even though we both know that I sometimes can be. She drinks wine with me, laughs with me, and she hugs me and tells me everything is going to be okay. Aside from my husband and my mom, she's the best support I have "in person."
Tonight we went out to dinner, and as I drove home from dropping her back off at her house, I realized that THIS is why I moved back. It has nothing to do with money, or fertility insurance, or better doctors. Nights like tonight make me so thankful to have the support system that I have here at home. No matter how small it is, it will always be here.
This week has been a roller coaster, for reasons I can't even talk about. And it will continue next week. It always does. What does tomorrow bring? I don't know. But I know who will be around to help me through the next dip in the ride.