This week’s spin is on friends. I have always been blessed with wonderful friends. I think we have friends who would do pretty much anything for us and vice versa.
My very first friend and still one of my best friends was and is my cousin Cheryl. Of course growing up we were always around each other for family stuff off and on through the years. We went to the same school for the first year or two of school and then her parents snatched her up and moved her into “town” so we didn’t see each other very much after that and we kind of lost touch with one another. Then about a dozen or so years ago we ended up reconnecting and have been pretty much two peas in a pod since then. She has helped me through some rough patches and vice versa. I don’t know what I would do without my sidekick. Since we live in different states about 500 miles from each other we don’t get to see each other nearly as much as I’d like but we do try to make the most of it when we do see each other.
During elementary school I had other girls I’d consider friends but none that I would have considered “best’ friends. Then in middle school all that changed. I know I’ve written about it many times before. Sylvia (aka Sam) moved to our little town from the big city of Petersburg, VA. Well, it seemed like the big city to me since I came from a town that was populated by less than 500….WAY less than 500. We met when I saved her from getting her butt whipped by a couple of mean girls and we became fast friends and pretty much inseparable. It seemed like I was either always at her house or she was at mine.
The last couple of years of high school we went through a few love/hate periods where we fought over the same boys but decided finally that no boy was worth losing our friendship over. Then I moved halfway across the country and then a few states away and we rarely saw each other anymore. When we did, we picked up right where we had left off. Then I got married and had kids and she didn’t so our lives kind of drifted even further apart. Then she ended up getting really sick and I felt really badly because I lived in GA and couldn’t be there for her. I only got to visit her once from the time of her diagnosis until she passed away about 6 months later. I’ve always kind of regretted that I didn’t get to spend those last little bits of time with her.
Since then I had met some wonderful women throughout the years that have become even closer than sisters to me. We through the years sometimes seem to drift in and out of each other’s lives but still seem to always find our way back to each other and I know they always have my back and no matter what I need, I know they’d be there for me. Like the song says… you find out who your friends are. I know I have wonderful friends and I know I never want to lose them.