my best friend

On June 13th, 1991 I met my best friend. She was 21 at the time, which is a year younger than I am today as I write this post. Our situation was not like most, but she taught me to always walk by faith even when I could not see. Her faith is resilient and her courage is immeasurable. She is never selfish or ungrateful, but always sincere and caring. We’ve shared many laughs and we’ve had our trials, but our relationship has only strengthened throughout the years. With each day that passes I strive to become more and more like her, and it is because of her that I am the woman that I am today.

When you are so close to someone they become more than your best friend. They develop into a piece of your own heart, and you begin to feel and share each other’s emotions. I can still feel an ache in my body when I reflect upon those unimaginable moments and instances when we were both reminded just how precious life can be.

She was there for me every night that I couldn’t sleep. Held my hand at the funeral. Stood right beside me after my accidents. Answered every crying phone call. Smothered me with love the day that boy broke my heart. She was always there when life felt unfair, and even sometimes…unbearable.

But she was also there to celebrate every birthday. Attended every dance recital and soccer game. My always willing beautician, personal photographer, and biggest fan. She praised my acceptance and commencement from college. She was always there to share my happiest moments, when life felt perfect.
She has always been exactly what I needed, when I needed it. Sometimes a listener, other times a preacher. Always the best secret-keeper. My mother, April, is one of the greatest women that I know. She has touched the lives of so many, and her beauty is as apparent on the inside as it is on the outside. I am so unbelievably lucky to have her as a mom and for some odd reason, she has agreed to be my best friend, too.
I love you Mom!

3 comments on “my best friend

  1. What a sweet post!

  2. Aww.. It's such a blessing to have a mom worth looking up to. Watching the news and seeing how some people aren't blessed to have loving parents, it makes you realize how awesome your parent(s) are.

  3. What a beautiful post! Nothing better than having your mom as your best friend.

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