She’s spent thousands of hours on the phone, listening to me cry, doing her best to make me laugh (and succeeding), and talking be back from that figurative ledge. She’s heard all my dumb stories, celebrated all of my successes, and seen me through my failures.
She was the first call I made 10 minutes after my son was born, the moment I passed my Series 6 exam, and the night my home was destroyed in a fire. She’s opened her heart, shared her life, and made what was hers mine. She is my best friend.
If a fight were to occur and then a horrible accident happen, there is nothing on this earth that could stop me from being by her side. The argument would evaporate & be gone. Disagreements become trivial in moments like this and you realize what really is important – and who is important – in your life.
It’s all about relationships. That’s what really matters. That’s all that matters. A missunderstanding or feelings that may have been hurt? Those things become meaningless in a flash as you are able to focus with laser-like intensity on what counts. The knot that grows in my throat when I think of some horrible fate falling on my children is the same knot that forms when I think of my BFF being met with a similar fate. It becomes unthinkable.
We’ve gotten through so many trials before and knowing how life goes, we’ll face more of them. But we’ll face them together – no matter what.
Love you Chica.
