Since moving to Massachusetts, I have made a whole new set of friends who have become my adopted family. My best friend is someone who is the sister I never had growing up. When we get together we always have a good time, whether we go to lunch on a Sunday, or decide to go shopping, there is nothing boring with the two of us around. When she really wants to have fun, she will say to me “Let’s kick this up a notch.”
I have now started calling her Emeril in response. “BAM!”
It has been a long time since I had a best friend. Sure, I had close friends and all of that, but I had no one that I knew would love me even when I was not that lovable. We have been through a lot together as friends. She has seen me at my worst and I have seen her at her worst. Over the past two years we have become each other’s biggest cheerleader. Every one of us needs that one person who doesn’t let us lie to ourselves. About a year ago, I was so stuck on stupid that she finally said to me some things I did not want to hear.
I needed to hear them. That is what real friends do. They tell you what you need to hear instead of what you want to hear.
Hearing that I was being used hurt, but it was the truth. I respected her for not letting me go wandering around thinking this person loved me. It was the reality check we all sometimes need. When I was done being hurt, she was there to help me. That is what means the most to me. Now it is a year later and our lives have changed dramatically for the better. She has a job she loves, a new home with her man and the respect of her family. I have met someone that I love and who loves me back. We have moved in together and are creating a wonderful life. We have all that we need, and even a few things that we want.
One of the nicest things is that the four of us spend time together at least once a week. With the four of us, we always have a great time. I go out every Sunday with my sister.
Then we kick things up a notch.