Do you have a Best Friend?
Tuesday, January 24, 2012
For as long as I can remember, I wanted a best friend. As a girl and teenager I was really teased relentlessly at school. No best friends there... there were definitely a couple worst enemies... I was picked on for the way I walked, chewed my food, talked, looked, my height, my acne, my flat-chestedness, my brains, and the fact that teachers liked me. I hated it with a passion, but by the time I was about 17 I had developed what my sweet husband calls an "Eat-$h!7 Attitude." Heh Heh Heh... I wasn't rude and certainly wasn't disrespectful... I just didn't care who did or didn't like me anymore. There was no use... NOBODY did! HA!
So, even in adulthood I couldn't find a friend. Not a real one. I tried so hard. I thought for sure that if I put enough effort into all my relationships, that someone besides my hubby would like me! Another woman could SURELY be my friend!
Until 3 1/2 years ago. Tonight I put as my facebook status: Lord, I don't know if I've ever properly thanked you for my Best Friend. I asked you for years and years for a fellow-woman who loved me, could laugh at me and with me, would understand me, and would be as close as another sister to me. You sent her to me 3 1/2 years ago and I know she is my bud forever, because you sent her when I needed someone like her the most. Thank You, Lord, that you give us what we need in Your timing...
If you could see us together, you would laugh your butts off. We could not be more opposite. I'm 4'11", she's about 5'8". With heels - which she pretty much wears everyday, she is easily a full foot taller than me. Heck, I can barely take 6 steps in heels. I'm pasty white, she's milk chocolatey. I've got cropped off hair, she keeps a long pony-tail. She's all curves with a tiny waist, I'm shaped like a 14 year old boy. We're the same age, but she's never been married and I've been married 13 years with a 9 year old boy. Her office is stark with no window or decorations, mine is like a second home with every cheesy memento I can put in it to make it look a little less sterile.
We are a weird match. But put us into a room with our enemies and we will chew them up and spit them out in a ping pong of dialogue between the two of us that blasts them in the face like a stick of dynamite. I don't even know if that made any sense, but that's how much we compliment each other. Everyone knows if you get her, you got me to deal with. And if you mess with me, well you best get ready for her wrath.
Anyways, I think she is good for my health. My mental and emotional health. She keeps me sane... and I think that's just as important as any crunch or Ripped DVD. What good is fitness if your mind is falling apart? Thank God for my best friend who helps keep this ol' noggin in shape.
Do you have a best friend?