Finish this sentence: “My closest friend is…”
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My very best friend. It sounds nice when I say it. I am truly blessed to have that one special person who has been there for me, and I know I try very hard to be there for her. She and I met over 35 years ago.
My mother worked at a place that needed a job. I told mom about my friend in need of a job. Magic happened and I started watching my her kids while she worked. Our friendship blossomed from that point forward.
She and I used to live in the same city. She had marriage problems and I hope that I helped her through it.
When it came to me and my marriage became bad enough to cause me physical and emotional damages, I had her to lean on. Our kids are nearly the same ages.
Today she lives a couple of hours a way. When she first moved I didn’t know how I was going to live without her but through time I came to accept that she did what was best for her.
We stay in touch quite a bit. Late-night phone calls. I am the one who never wants to hang up. I keep telling her I will say goodbye but fifteen minutes later I am still chattering a way.
We text each other. We meet and go to lunches and antiquing together. She is a very talented woman. She is so talented with her voice. She is a brilliant artist. She has made some wonderful creations out of card making.
When I visit her house it is not her that I heal. It is me that heals from being around her. Surrounded by someone who loves me for who I am. I don’t think in our 35 years of friendship we have ever fought. We had one disagreement that ripped us apart at the seam, but we managed to sew it back up.
I was afraid from that one time that our relationship would never be the same, but in my eyes, it is better than ever.
We all need someone special to call our own. We can have many friends and then we have close friends; but that very special, close friend is a gift from God and I will always treasure her.
Thank-you L.S. for being the best ever.