“Walking with a friend in the dark is better than walking alone in the light.” Helen Keller
Are you a good friend? Someone who keeps secrets? Has another’s back… Loyal. You should be. We all should. One thing I must say, is that I’m a true friend. Loyal by default. The girl you call at 2 am to bail you out, although I might just be there with ya. The girl who brings over the bottle of wine. Picks up your kid because you’re stuck in traffic, and throws on a bra to meet you after you’re stood up.

I love my friends. I love people.

The older I get, the more I value friendship. True friendship. This desire was actually the catalyst in creating the Be Amazing Movement. I’m tired of all the petty bullshit, jealously, gossiping, and backstabbing girls of ALL ages
create. I know. I am one of them. We all are. Unless we create something different. Correction, We ARE creating
something different.
“A Tribe of Amazing Women Empowering one another.”
She’s my sister, not my competition.
I had another ah-haw moment (I have a lot of these) around age 35. I’m assuming having two daughters at the time ages 9 and 3 prompted the change. The de-cluttering of my life, the analyzation of friendship if you will. I had grown up. I’m a Mama now. The problem? Some women haven’t grown up…
I dated my hubby in High-School and mainly hung out with him. I cherish my high school girlfriends…Shout out ladies!You all know who you are. Nothin’ like childhood friends I tell you, they’re family. Blood. Back to the boys, I’ve always enjoyed boys, don’t even go there lol. Meaning, I enjoy the banter of boys. Always have. They just shoot the shit, hang out, ya know? No gossiping, no cutting another down. They have a problem with someone, they tell them, or punch them in the face. Then shake. It’s over. Back to shootin’ the shit. No grudges. If you’re direct as a woman, you’re a Bitch. Guess what? I’m a Bitch. Smile.

Think About-

It saddens me to hear women talking about their friends. In fact, I’m the bold one, the direct one, the one who will say something. “I thought she was your friend?” Insert record player needle screeching across record here. Then the glare. The stare. What if with this Be Amazing Movement, we create change? We challenge one another and hold each other accountable. One step at a time. One friend at a time. They don’t want to come play or like what you have to say? Then guess what? They ain’t your friend.

“I don’t need a friend who changes when I change and who nods when I nod; my shadow does that much better.”
I’ve been hurt, a lot. By friends I trusted. People whom I thought were my friends. I know you have too. I’m certain we share similar stories, the same pain. What Sally says about Susan says much more about Sally than Susan. Don’t be Sally. #BeTheBetterFriend AND…Do Not, I repeat, Do Not let others steal your joy, distinguish your light. Kindly cut the cord and exit stage, in my case wheat field, left. Sayonara. Adios. “It is better to have an enemy who honestly says they hate you, than a friend who secretly puts you down”

Action Item –

Reach out to a friend you haven’t spoken with in sometime. Tell them how Amazing you think they are and how much you appreciate them and value their friendship. Better yet, post directly to their Facebook wall if they are on FB and let the World see. Hashtag #BAM. Why? They will ask what that means… Your answer – Be Amazing MovementDarling, because YOU are Amazing! Time to start Validating each other. Complimenting one another.

Continue the Conversation over at our closed BAM Facebook page…


Change requires action. And guess what darlins’? We are that action. We are the Change. Fist pump.

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