The older I get, the harder it is to maintain close friendships. It makes it twice as difficult when I know I’m the one that tends to keep my distance from people.

I could probably blame it on being different because of infertility or the fact that we’re living child-free, but the truth is that I’m scared to put myself out there. Maybe that’s why I haven’t been writing on this blog lately.

But I’m trying to change that. I would like to have those friendships again. I would like to be brave enough to put myself out there and share things with someone other than just Hubby. I would like to define myself as someone other than an infertile gal living childfree, still grieving the passing of her father.

But this post is supposed to be about something I’m thankful for, not to feel sorry for myself. SO … what I AM thankful for are those friendships that have managed to survive the ups an downs of my life thus far. And I’m thankful for those friendships that like me just for who I am.