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My Best Friend

Those of you who know me or rather those of you who know me well, will attest to the fact that I am not the easiest person to get close to or to love.  I am very guarded emotionally and it took me quite a long time to realize that I’ve kept up an emotional wall or barrier pretty much my entire adult life. I wouldn’t let anyone in close enough to care about me and in turn I wouldn’t allow myself to care deeply about others.

Sure I have plenty of friends and of course I care about most of them. Ugh, that didn’t come out right, oh heck with it, you know what I am trying to say. Anyway, I am hardly some strange anti-social recluse with the inability to emotionally interact with other people. I was just not what one would describe as emotionally available.

That is until I met my best friend…

Life is full of turning points. The day I started elementary school, the day I graduated from high school, the day I started my career and the day my son was born all rank up there as the most significant turning points in my life. As paramount as each of those events was to shaping who I am as a person, none actually altered my personality. While my academic and career milestones had molded the inevitable intellectual and financial course of my life, and having my son awoken me to the concept of unconditional love, it was the meeting of the lady who would become my best friend that changed me forever.

I’ll always remember the day I met my best friend. It was at an innocent round of trivia on warm October evening. While trivia was my game, it wasn’t necessarily hers, but it didn’t matter. I don’t think I had as much fun playing a round of trivia as I did that night. It didn’t matter where we placed overall, it was the instant chemistry of our two person team that mattered. I don’t think I ever laughed more than I did that night. I never wanted that game to end. Thankfully for me, it didn’t. We slowly bonded after our initial meeting and our time together became more and more frequent.

In turn, the laughter and the fun only increased between us and it wasn’t just the times out, drinking the night away at the local pub, or sharing our tastes of the best Baltimore’s finest culinary establishments had to offer. It was the down time, the time alone, people watching, playing a game or watching television together. Being with my best friend taught me how to open up, how to laugh, how to care for someone else and most importantly how to be cared for by them.

I am a better person for having had her in my life. She taught me me so much about myself and showed me so many things I needed to learn about life in general. If I could see her now, I would tell her “thank you, thank you for being the wonderful person you are.”

It was not chance that my best friend came into my life. Something as special and magical as the relationship we shared together was no mere cosmic coincidence.  It happened for a reason and I don’t think I know that entire reason just yet but I have a feeling it was more than just helping me to become emotionally available.

Although my best friend has since gone away, she will always be a part of me and I will always be a part of her. I will never forget her.