Last night, I met my best friend out for a dinner date. She had just gotten off of work and I was starving! We usually try to meet at least once a week, one on one, just to catch up. Meals last anywhere from 30 minutes to an hour, the conversation, much longer.
She is one of, if not the, most wonderful person I’ve ever met in my life. She is incredibly genuine and kind. She’s typically loud. Well, not typically, she just IS the loudest person in any room. She talks with her hands in excess which usually results in knocking over glasses, breaking things, or flailing her arms into random passerby’s or waitress’. She’s always laughing at dumb jokes, which I love, and has been in an ongoing meme battle with my boyfriend for probably close to a year now. They make for some great entertainment.
Over the past year or so, her life has been full of changes. She’s changed jobs twice. Both upgrades to whatever her current situation was at the time. Her roommates had a baby. She experienced the death of her beloved dog and confidant, Riley. And has experienced some family changes that have left her questioning life and why some people do the things they do.
I admire her in so many ways. She continues to remain positive in every situation. Even when she’d dealt a real shit hand. Her favorite saying is “Everything will always be okay” or “YOU will always be okay”. I went through several of the hardest years of my life about 4-5 years ago. I was the one questioning life and why things happen the way that they do. It left me with a much greater understanding of people as a whole as well as myself. I am a different person, with much credit due to her guidance through the whole situation.
I know everyone thinks their best friend, is the “bestest” of all the best friends. But I know mine is the best. She’d drive 1000 miles just to meet me for margaritas somewhere. Then proceed to knock over the glasses into someone else’s table. 😉 But really, I’ve never had someone teach me how to “be”. And I’ll be forever grateful to the girl I never thought I’d be friends with, who has 3-hour dinners with me, and always laughs at all my jokes, whether they’re funny or not.