I remember what we were doing before we were 29.
- You always had so many different friends that I always felt that I was sharing you with so many others, even if you were the only true friend I had.
- You were usually telling me that I was a bit to blunt and outspoken for my own good and you would always do it in a way that put me in my place, without making me feel like a Class A Bag of Douche.
- You would always pour me to much Rum and Coke and I would always push it away, until I just decided to just take the drink so you would stop pestering me to lighten up.
- You helped me through my wedding and fights with my mother, even though you shared her feelings that I was marrying the absolutely wrong man.
- You always had positive words and a bright smile………Always, up until we were 29.
What would we be doing now?
- You would have been my shoulder to cry on when my divorce finally became reality because you always listened so patiently and without judgement.
- You NEVER would have said “I told you so” after my marriage was officially done because you would have known that my family would have already said it enough.
- You would have helped me with my child as much as you could.
- You would have given me the advice and the strength to venture on my own and to be independent as a single mother.
- You would have joined me on my adventures with my son, and smiled the whole time.
- You would be here with me, in the present, to take me out for coffee or a stiff drink, when I needed a night off.
However, we will not be doing those things. At 29, something else entered our lives. At 29, Cancer claimed you and stole from me my Best Friend.
You were my only friend and I have never found your equal since, nor do I feel I ever will.
7 years ago, my life went from “what did we do then” to “what would we be doing right now”.
I miss you so much it hurts to the core of my being and I would give anything to have you back, sitting here, telling me that I’m a bit blunt and outspoken, then handing me a Rum and Coke.