The one other person in my life who has been near me through all of life's craziness and my changes is Bestie #1. I have two best friends in life, and while I see Bestie #2 more often (probably because she lives 1.5 miles away), Bestie #1 is the person who met me in high school and hung around long enough to see where we'd go in life. I met Bestie #1 and Honey in the same activity group in high school, but Bestie #1 and I joined a year before Honey came into the picture. My baby turned 18 this year, which means that I've known Bestie #1 for about that long, give or take a few months. We've been through so much together: family crazy, our own personal crazy, living across the world and the country from each other, and still we're together. One year, shortly after high school, I lived on the other side of the country and she lived on the other side of the world. We wrote lengthy epistles just about every week as a means of staying in touch. This summer she moves across the country again, and I look forward to the event that forces me to write on a regular basis. I do not, however, look forward to knowing she's thousands of miles away. Thank goodness we now have cell phones and email to supplement our paper correspondance!
I love you, Bestie, and I will certainly miss you.
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| August 2008 -- Was that really three years ago already? Where does the time go? |
What a sweet entry.
ReplyDeleteAnd I must say that if I met you on the street, I'd never thought you had an 18 year old (you look too young!).