E-lynn

I have a friend. She might even be my best friend. I couldn't really say for sure since I haven't had one since elementary. That said-my elementary best friend hates me now.

We are the original producers of night and day

I want to tell you why she and I get along and what it is about her that makes me like her oh so very much. In essence it's kinda like a love letter.....to a girl.

She married a good man and together produced a good family

She produced 2 kids that I adore-seriously adore. She was a raven when I met her. She had some awesome tan pants that fit her smokin bod-really tight! I wanted those pants! So I had my grandma mend some old ones and WAHLA I had my own look a like pair. I still wear them too. We lost touch that year. Maybe I came on to strong. Becoming friends is like dating too! One wrong move a POOF they are outta here. I tend to like people too much and smother them. I jump up and down in their face like an eager pet begging and smiling and asking...do you like me! huh? huh? you wanna be friends! I don't know you but I like you!

Mirror images? We hardley say hi or by cause we just start talking!

I like to think we are good friends because she isn't from here. She doesn't care if I am a little of an outsider-cause she is too. Her parents must have done an AWESOME job at guiding her through the term: diversity. Some people can never truly get close to another culture...well  because of their culture. What is it called? Cultural differences. Instead she embraces mine, asks enough questions but doesn't interrogate or judge. That can be tough to accept someone who has 3 goats in their yard and walks them to your house and asks if she can tie it up while we have lunch. It takes a mellow gal to let me parade it through her house and out the back door and not even blink an eye when I do so.

We take eachother out of our comfort zones*

There isn't ANYTHING we haven't talked about: kids, cooties, love, death, life, the good stuff, waxing, religion, trouble, complaints, families, remodeling, bathroom habits, bedroom habits, triumphs, politics and failures. I've never had to lie to her. I'm not a lier but with her I've never felt the need to hide the truth. I think she is forgiving and open-minded. Not so open minded that her brains are falling out but....enough to accept me and mine. She also gets along GREAT with other girls and has introduced me to SO many of them. That in it self amazes me. A girl who gets along with girls! What a new concept.

And we used to exercise together. But we came to our sences together too!

I feel like the length of a girl friendship should be measured in dog years. They come and go so quickly and one year just isn't one year but more like seven. I'm lucky enough to have been friends with her for 14 years.



*Just say it if this picture needs to come down!