As a single autism mom, navigating caregiving and divorce would have been impossible without the fierce, loyal support system I’m lucky to call my friends. Through the chapters of diagnosis, divorce and all the beautiful chaos in between, one constant in my life has been my people. Not just acquaintances or casual check-ins, but the true-blue friends who’ve walked beside me since the days of pep rallies and dorm rooms.
My high school girls. My college crew. And always—my identical twin sister, Holly.
These are the friends who didn’t flinch when life got hard. Who stood by me through meltdowns, court dates, late-night texts, and hard truths. They don’t ask for explanations when I disappear into survival mode. They show up—without needing to be asked.
I think growing up with Holly taught me something about loyalty. Having someone who knows your heart before you speak makes you cherish connection in a different way. It taught me how to be a fierce, loyal friend in return. My friendships have never been surface-level; they’re stitched together with laughter, loss, and unconditional love.
If you’re one of those people—I hope you know how much you mean to me. You are my lifelines. My rock. My reminder that I’m never walking this road alone.
