My oldest and best friend is someone I’ve known since I was nine years old. She has been with me through some of the most wicked periods of my life and through some of the best.
I am not sure there is a way to define our friendship. Sister doesn’t seem to work because I know a lot of people who have acrimonious relationships with family, and we have none of that, yet she is family.
I can call her at any time and she will make time for me. I will always do the same for her.
She has taken care of me after surgeries, during major illnesses and when my parents weren’t around to.
I am full of gratitude tonight because she once again is here for me when I need her. Here to make me laugh, let me cry, and to listen.
Everyone should have such a friend.