As we contemplate leaving this home, city and state we love, we are somewhat restricted by circumstance who we are allowed to share the news with. The few we have chosen have been loving and supportive. I am grateful.
Had a long, lovely talk with my best girlfriend yesterday. We sat, ate our lunch, cried a little and just were present for each other. This morning I woke to this:
Good morning my sweet friend. I’m having a very difficult time wrapping my head around this. Selfishly, I don’t want you to leave. You are my very closest friend. I enjoy and look forward to seeing you every week. And I look forward to our conversations. But more than anything, I want to support you in any decision that you make. This has got to be incredibly difficult for you and I am here to do whatever I can to help, support and encourage. Whatever happens within the next few months I have no doubt that our friendship will forever be! I love you Linda! Hang in there! I. Always and only a phone call away--
Like I said, I am truly grateful.
I guess the idea of a best friend is a bit of a childish notion but I have almost always had a single "go to" person in my life. For most of my 57 years it was my mother. After she passed there was a deep, dark chasm that took quite a long time to fill. It was a lonely time but now I have Jill (and, of course, the Boy Scout).
Do you have a single person that comes to mind when you think "best friend"?