Yes, cue the cheesy Dionne Warwick song.
Or how about Kristen Wiig and Rose Byrne’s version in the movies Bridesmaids
Anyway, I just wanted to touch a little on friendship.
Last weekend my best friend from home came to town for a short, two-day visit. She lives in Florida, so our time together is often limited. We literally text/Facebook chat non-stop every day, but it’s just never the same as being together.
I want to think that my relationship with her as being similar to the relationship between Mya Rudolph and Kristen Wiig in the movie Bridesmaids. (In this scenario, I am Kristen Wiig, except for the fact that I did NOT screw up her bachelorette party or wedding planning).
Our conversations usually read similar to those in the brunch scene in the beginning of the movie, although they take place exclusively through phone.
When I found out she was coming for a visit, I nearly died. I didn’t care if it was only a little blip of time.
So naturally, in the short time we had together, we packed in everything we could into those two days and just went wild.
Without getting into too much detail, she and I had a crazy 48 hours (if it was even that) and maybe got into a little too much trouble.
However, when the trip was over, I started really reflecting on my friendship with this person, and how it really has shaped who I am as a human being.
My relationship with Ashley is one of true worth. I know this because, although our relationship is extremely strong, there have been moments where I’m SURE both of us have felt like saying…
… and there was a particular night (the last night of her trip,) where I KNEW she felt like this.
But in the end, we can acknowledge our differences, problems, pettiness, drunkenness, sometimes not togetherness and end up like this…
I don’t believe we’ve ever NOT made up after getting into an argument. In fact, I don’t feel like we really argue with each other, we mostly just get annoyed, acknowledge that feeling, and move on and continue to be best friends.
So why am I writing this post? To gloat? To prove that my best friend is better than yours?
I’m writing this post to tell you that it is so ultimately refreshing for me to have a relationship with someone that never revolves around the petty and the unnecessary. There is no drama between us; no feelings of distain, or jealousy, or judgement (ESPECIALLY judgement.)
And I don’t want to confuse honesty with judgement, or for that matter, tact. There are plenty of times that we’ve been brutally honest with each other, but it never moves into the territory of getting judgmental.
I can complain about being a starving artist…
I can text her endlessly and have her analyze every move of the man I’m interested in at the moment…
Or when I’m having a fight with my stomach about whether or not to eat something that’s bad for me…
Our relationship is mature, and crazy, and honest, and respectful, and I’m so thankful that it exists in my life.
Because I know no matter how fucked up things in my life get, I’ll always have her in my corner. And the same goes for her.
Love you, Ash.