Tuesday, February 1, 2011

Besties.

Some people have one.  Many people claim to have one.  I'm fortunate enough to have several.  Actually, all of my friends are the "best".  I'm sure many feel that way about their friends, but I know for a fact that I have the best friends around.  I deserve it though...I've been through some pretty crappy ones.  I have learned to stay clear of the crazy girls, the drama queens, the trouble makers, and the one sided "all about me, me ME" girls/guys in my 35 years of life.

I have different friends for different reasons.  Not that I chose this specifically for each one.  It's just something that sort of happened.  For example, I have a friend that is a true comedian.  I call her if I need to laugh because of a really bad day.  I'm pretty sure that she is why I still have a job.  I have another friend that is just a super great listener.  She's who I call when I just need someone to hear me out.  She's also a great advice-giver.  She calls me for her own advice when needed. 

And there there is the Story-Teller, the Daredevil, the Undercover, the Sweetpea, the Nurturer, the Debater, and the Bitch. (She really comes in handy.)  There are more, but all of my friends seem to fall into one of these categories. In some cases and with certain friends, two or three of them apply.

I love them all.

Enter Christina.  She is my family.  Although I'd be crushed to lose any of my beloved friends, if she ever left my life for whatever reason, I'd be seriously devastated.  I call her my "best friend" in discussions.  I am closest to her of all of my friends, after all. But if I had to give her a title, I would go with, "All Around Superstar".  I can say five words and she gets it.  She knows where I'm coming from most of the time without me having to explain what I MEAN.  She gets my sense of humor and doesn't get offended. (This being one of the most important qualities that I look for in friends.  I'm easy to offend, after all.)  She can make me laugh when I feel like punching walls. 

So this is for you, DARLING.  Don't say I have never said anything nice about you to others.  It happens all of the time.  I just thought that you should hear it from me as well.

"If you want someone to feel loved, let them overhear the good things you say about them when you think they aren't listening." 

Someone told me that once.  I almost missed the chance to tell her how I felt before she left this earth.  I'm not gonna miss the chance with you either.

That's all the mushiness I have left in me.
Love to you.  Love, incorrectly spelled road signs, terrified chickens, wine and cheese grits, that is. <3