L and I went to the 30th birthday party of my high school best friend. It's been ten (almost eleven) years since we graduated high school. Old BFF and I spent a lot of years drifting apart. You know how that goes. I moved out of state for college. We continued to talk on the phone, and saw each other over school breaks, but eventually, we grew apart - physically, emotionally, both.
Despite the drifting, Old BFF is one of the few friends I know that really knows me.
We wore matching leopard print heels to prom together. She took me to the E.R. when I randomly passed out while visiting her freshman year of college. She is the first person I smoked a cigarette with (I totally didn't inhale. What a poser.) We nearly bottomed out her Ford Explorer trying to hop a curb and ditch sixth period in high school. I picked her up and took her home when she fell off a skateboard drunk in a devil's costume at a college Halloween party. Well, you get the picture.
There is something about an old friend that nothing can replace.
So even though we hadn't seen each other for a few years, I wasn't surprised when she told me she would attend our wedding and did. I think I surprised her by attending her birthday (only because I'm not a friend that always comes through. It's the truth. I'm not.)
But I wanted to be there for her.
We sat around and reminisced about old times. She held my hand and her eyes got teary when I told her about my parents' separation. She was only ten when her own parents divorced. We were instantly on the same page. I told her I have been sick. She wanted to hear every word of what's been going on...at.her.birthday.party.
Umm, hello?! She should be partying hard and taking shots, but she chose to sit with me for awhile and just talk.
Then we drank tequila. We sang happy birthday. We laughed, and she told my husband that she'd rough him up if he ever f*cked me over.
Damn, I've missed this girl. Here's to 30 more fabulous years, old friend.
It's the people that truly know you that accept you for you. In the end, that's real. Everything else is just a facade.