I remember growing up in high school what a friendship meant. Staying up late on the phone talking about anything and everything, stalking your latest crushes, covering for each other when your parents called to make sure you were with them when you were actually hanging out with a boy, and just being the most comfortable you with that person. This person was no longer a friend, this person was family, no matter what. Your ride or die till the wheels fall off, then we are running towards the sun.
I miss these days, but I also know that as I get older the circumstances change. We no longer worry about our mother or grades or curfew, but more so about work, significant others, kids, our apartments, our future and so much more.
I will always be the first to admit that I can be the worst and best kind of friend. I will support you in any kind of over the top hot mess events you want to get into, listen to all the craziness that is going on in your life, ready to turn up for every birthday party even though I am forever an old lady these days, and beat up the boy that broke your heart. But with that same breath, I am very forgetful, flawed to no extent, live in my own la la land, and can be busy like no other. Yet I will be the person who you can confide in and won't judge, but should I, I will tell you the nonsense to your face and you wouldn't have to worry about hearing it from someone else.
I just wish to keep those same friends who said they would ride for me through all the craziness, accept me for my random outbursts, my moody days, my drunken nights, but no matter what, they know the love that I will always have for them. No frenemies here please! When you already have the whole world against you, I don't want any imposters.
So whether I talk to you today, next week, next month, whatever the case...just know I love you all!
Here's to all the good ones...The Jamilah's, Carmen's, Josh's, Natali's, Datwon's and the many others...thank you to helping me be the person I have grown to be, whether it's been knowing you for a few months or a lifetime! Flooding your timeline with lots of good days...
This last photo goes to one who has been with me through SO MUCH! Lord only knows how two crazies were able to become friends. Jamilah I probably don't say this enough but god truly blessed me with a sister when putting you in my life. I still tell everyone how scared of you I was when i first met you. I had no plans on even TRYING to cross paths with you. But that calc class changed it all for us.
We come from two similar backgrounds on the opposite ends of New York, raised by true west indian mothers who didn't have the time for playing games, we were serious about our future, but loved to be the rebels when it came to experiencing life. We were two sisters only destined to meet. You are one of few that I can say know me better than I know myself. You aren't afraid to tell me about myself and my faults, but you also know when I need to run rampant and go MIA. Nonetheless you don't love me any less for it. While I have a mother who is strong in character but sweet as pie, it was you who showed me to be strong in so many ways. When I needed a drink, a listening ear, a dancing partner, fat ass foodie friend or just be a goof, you were there to support or just give me a stank eye and still agree to do it.
I love you and want to wish you the most blessed early birthday. Here's to our 30's....GAG!!!