I've been wanting to write this post for a while. I think about it often, but on so many levels I don't know how to express myself on this particular subject. This is probably the fourth or fifth draft I've written, it's just as rambling and non-sensible as the other drafts and I don't know if this one will even be posted, but here goes.
Yesterday, I spent part of the evening looking through my senior year book and reading all the well wishes that idealistic high schoolers write to each other. I was fortunate my senior year to find my path in life. I feel like I got ahead of the rest of the pack by discovering so early what I was called to do. It's interesting now looking back at the people I knew and lost touch with. It's even more interesting thinking about the people who I still stay in contact with and how far they have come in their lives.
One of my oldest friends is moving back home after living in Hawaii with her husband who she married in 2010. She will be a registered nurse when she gets here and her husband was just discharged from the Army. I don't know how we've done it, but we have managed to stay really close friends and I am unbelievably thrilled to have her moving back here. I remember our senior year of high school, we fought almost non-stop. I don't remember why we fought all the time, but I do remember that somehow we made it through. Now, I value her opinion above most others because she has always been able to tell me things without sugar coating it. We have both grown into different people, but we have managed to share experiences and memories even though we're thousands of miles away from each other. Every so often I get a call from her when she is driving home and we talk as if we saw each other yesterday, we always pick up where we left off. It is phenomenal to me that we get along as well as we do. I have never met someone so different from myself, but we make it work. I like to think that our black and white differences are the glue that hold us together.
Another wonderful woman who I have been blessed with almost 10 years of friendship with is graduating college this week with a bachelor's degree in Business Management. When you meet this chick, the last thing on Earth that you would consider her doing is sitting in front of a computer. However, according to her: The sexiest thing in the world is a well organized Excel Spreadsheet. She doesn't know it, but she is way too cool to be friends with me. She does all the things in life I wish I had the guts to do... Like travel the world and do other awesome exotic things. The other night she picked me up for dinner and took me to this total hipster restaurant. I could tell from all the trendy young people my age that I didn't belong there. Of course, she saw someone immediately that she knew who screamed her name across the parking lot. She introduced meI't to her friend "This is Jess... She's a firefighter. I like to tell everyone that because it gives her street cred." I wasn't sure exactly how to respond to that, so I just smiled and looked awkward. Whenever she comes to my house, my boyfriend leaves the room shaking his head and later says things like "I have never seen two girls who love each other as much as you two do." To me, that's pretty special and a darn keen observation. I love that girl. I'm going to name my someday daughter after her.
Then there's that one guy friend who I've stayed in contact with from school. The one who wore homemade pants made from stuffed animals to school one day and forever endeared himself to my heart. He's the one who I traveled through Canada and Oregon with on a poorly planned road trip in my Chevy Aveo. That guy. He's great. He is so unique, I can't describe him in words... You have to just understand that there is probably no one else like him. He never ceases to amaze me at his lack of self esteem, because not only is he an amazing actor, musician, and comedian, he is just a genuinely nice person. He ranks in my top 10 coolest people that I've ever had the privilege of knowing. If I had to pick one person I know who could be famous, it would be that guy. It's funny though, he didn't write a darn thing in my yearbook.
At the end of the day, those are the people I've stayed in touch with from high school and it's plenty. Those three individuals I feel incredibly lucky to call my friends and I love to watch them become the amazing people that they are! I'm so awe-struck at how much all of us have grown and become semi-responsible adults. I apologize for the rambling blog post, but I had to throw this one out there.
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