I've been wanting to do this post for a little while, but after everything that has happened as of late, I feel like it's definitely overdue.
Everyone has a best friend. Some we've had our whole life, some we are related to, some are our spouses, our parents, or someone that we just met, who truly changed our lives. They can be male or female, older or younger than us, different race, religion, or nationality, but we can't help ourselves. There is always that one person that becomes "our person", the person we cry with, call immediately with good or bad news, the person that we call at 3 a.m. and they will always answer.
I've been very fortunate in my life to have many friends, several close friends, and a few best friends. I am still friends with most of them, others have come into and out of my life like the changing of the weather (and in Michigan, that is very often!) and there are those who have drifted off into their own lives as well as me into mine, and we vow that we will talk more, hang out, call, but things always seem to get so busy. But for the last 12 years of my life, for the most part, there has been one constant and that is my wonderful friend Pinki. That of course is not her real name, her real name is Cassie, but that's the name I gave her in high school and that's the name that has stuck! But for the sake of time and this blog, lets just call her C.
C and I met when I first moved to Michigan in 2001. I showed up at cheer leading tryouts and she told me that she liked me pants. And the rest is history. We were inseparable. If you needed to reach me, just call Cassie and visa verse. We spent the night together every weekend, we snuck out together, went to our first party together, BUT we never got in trouble together! ;)
After high school, C and I got into a HUGE argument and we had a falling out. I went on to college and about two months in I received an email from her. We hadn't spoken in 6 months. I still to this day remember what the email said. We were in very different places when we graduated. I was working 80 hours a week at two jobs, I didn't go out, I didn't party, I was more focused on being able to help pay for my school. C was running around with a different crowd who liked to go out, and we just didn't see eye to eye. In this email she apologized for things going bad between us and told me that she realized what I was doing and working towards. She had met a guy (who is now her wonderfully amazing fiancee!) who had to little girls. At 18 she was stepping up to be their mother and to lead by example for them. She didn't go out anymore, she was working two jobs to help her man out with their bills, and I could tell that she had changed.
We still didn't talk very much until I moved back to my parents that summer. We started out slowly, taking our time with this new improved friendship. Meeting for coffee, chatting on the phone, and I could tell right away this was not my party girl friend from high school, and to tell you the truth I was relieved! 6 years later and I'm so glad I got that email!
C is seriously one of the strongest people that I know. She is smart, funny, and has the biggest heart! She has helped me out whenever I need it, she has never hesitated to be there when I needed her, and has taken Cowboy and I into her family with open arms. I love her stepdaughters as much as I would love my own flesh and blood nieces and her future hubby is just as awesome as she is.
We are complete opposites. She's blond, I'm brunette. She has hazel eyes, I have blue. She's a VERY picky eater, I'm Foodbeeb! But there is no one that I get along better with. Some time's we'll just look at each other and say, "How did we become friends?!" She is family, she is my dearest friend, my person, and a huge part of my heart and life.
I wouldn't be the person I am today without her, so thank you Cass! This one's for you girlie! Love you! <3
XO
Jay <3
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