Dear Best Friend

bestfriendsDear Best Friend:

I miss you.

You know I don’t have a lot of friends. Growing up I hung out with my cousin all the time, and we were extremely close. Now that she’s in Michigan I don’t see her as often as I’d like. The friends I’ve made since she moved away have been work friends. They are wonderful people, but we only see each other for an occasional lunch or dinner these days.

I am often lonely. You know I find it hard to make friends. I spend a lot of time wishing and hoping that a BFF would come along. As I lay awake last night, feeling lonely and sorry for myself it occurred to me that twenty-six years ago on Memorial Day I met the best friend I’m ever going to have – you.

You were lonely, too, and we both opened our hearts to the possibility of love and a life together. Twenty-six years, and we bought a house and made a family of our own. We’ve had our challenges, and we’ve had our share of ups and downs. It hasn’t been easy, but we’ve had each other to lean on.

It’s harder now when all we have together is weekends, but somehow we make it work. The weekends seem to fly by so quickly, and we’re not always at our best. I hate the weekends when tempers seem short, and time is even more so. You often tell me that I am what keeps you going, knowing you can see me at the end of the week helps you get through it. Hearing your voice on the phone keeps me sane. The days when we are on opposite sides of the clock, and you are driving at night and sleeping during the day are the worst for me. Those are the days when I am at my loneliest.

Someday this will be behind us. We will hold hands as we watch the sun set, and we will look back and wonder how we did it and kept it all together. I can hardly wait for those days to come when we can spend our days in the same place.

I miss you, best friend.



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