After my last entry, I wrote in my paper journal an entry about my daughter. Then I skipped a day. But I'm back! And here to thank ... my junior high best friend, T. I've known her since I was 11 years old and she was 12. We weren't best friends back then. More like frenemies. We called each other friends but sometimes weren't very good friends to each other at all. We stayed friends throughout junior high and up through high school. And then we found ourselves being best friends our senior year.
We stayed close after graduation and then she got married while I went to university. We still stayed close though she moved to Washington and then Colorado. As life would have it, we drifted apart. Then she moved back to California and we drifted our way back to each other again. But our kids were different ages so we stayed in contact but not very closely. And then, in 2013 (I remember because I started a job in Oakland and we met up just down the street from it), we decided we would try to do weekly hikes. And we've been meeting up ever since. Those hikes occurred while I was great with pregnancy (I remember because I thought there were times where I would have to tell her to just leave me behind), family deaths, other tragedies and hardships in our lives and everything in between. Hikes became knitting sessions, then pole fitness classes, and always coffee dates in between. We have talked about trivial things, important things, heart breaking things. She has attended my dad's funeral, listened to me sob about my sister, be frustrated about my mom's declining health and everything in between. We've gone to a women's spiritual retreat, more pole fitness classes, and many other things.
T is a soul sister. She sees the positive in life and will hold my hand while we bemoan the negatives. I am grateful for this friendship that has gotten bigger when I needed it to and hopefully it's done the same for her.
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