I got to see my BFF (of all BFFs, mind you, that I have or ever will have) today. I think it has been a couple of years since our paths crossed.
I have known this girl for 53 years. I don’t recall the first time I saw her or the first time we decided to be friends. I do know that if it were not for her I would not have made it through high school.
Brilliant, tall, lovely and quiet was this friend. She was my back and I was her's. We were there for each other. I can't even remember having a fight. We talked for hours about nothing on the telephone. We lamented and laughed… were heartbroken for each other… made plans and schemes together. She was my BFF before I even knew what a BFF was.
In our 30's and 40's we raised our children and mostly had lives apart from each other. We were distant for a while but always stayed in touch.
And today it was as if we had never been apart. As we age together (only a week apart are our birthdays) I realize what friendship means to me. Maybe as I get older I think about these things and prioritize them.
And I was reminded of it tonight when I saw her again.
I listened to her talk, I watched her and remembered all those conversations we had in the past. She listened to me and I listened to her. It’s not just drama; these are thoughts and feelings and are truly our hearts. I was able to open up to her about things that had really been bothering me that I had not talked with anyone about (only to God). I realize I have so missed talking to her and being with her one on one.
For the very first time since I left, I sorta wished I lived closer to my old hometown so that I could spend more time with her again. (That was a passing thought, however.)
We planned and schemed and were girls again tonight. Aren’t friends the GREATEST???!!
|When we put our glasses on I realized we looked like sisters! Kinda.|
|Here we are!|