It's another late post tonight folks; but that's what happens when you work an evening shift and your best friend gets home from being away for a week in the same night.
Tonight I was sitting at my desk, after reuniting with my best friend; trying to figure out what to write about. There are so many topics available, but what was I in the mood for? I was chatting with my dear cousin in law while I contemplated, and he pointed out that I was in 'peak cozy mode'. Meaning that I was happy and content. My best friend is home, I'm winding down for the day, and I'm just... Happy.
So he suggested I make a cozy cup of tea, and just write about where I'm at and how I'm feeling. So I did. I have a cup of Spiced Apple herbal tea, and I'm reflecting on the the happiness I have in my life at this moment.
2 years ago me and my partner signed a lease to a 2 bedroom apartment downtown. As we were discussing our move at our mutual work place, a coworker approached us and mentioned she lived in the same building! She offered her assistance if we needed extra hands with our move; something we ended up taking her up on given the situation at the time. I was under doctors orders to do absolutely no lifting, and to avoid using my dominant hand as much as possible (good ol' tendinitis). The day of our move, we had a severe lack of help, and my poor partner ended up doing the brunt of the grunt work. We had (some) assistance doing the first load into our moving truck; after that we were on our own.
Except we weren't. My (now best) friend was still offering her assistance unloading at the apartment, and even came back to our previous residence to reload the last of our stuff into the truck. It took until 3 in the morning, but we were all moved in eventually, and it was the beginning of what I believe to be a lifelong friendship.
Flash forward to a week ago today, and I'm finding myself pouting after she leaves for a week long vacation with her family. I've never had a friend that I've experienced what I can only describe as separation anxiety from. I was so excited for her, she 110% needed and deserved a week away. But goodness did I ever miss her. Every day she was gone my partner heard "I miss her, she's home in 6 days." "She's home in 5 days." "She's home in 4 days." (It goes on as I'm sure you can imagine.) Even our mutual coworkers heard about it every day they saw me.
I feel like I'm rambling, but at the end of the day, the point I'm trying to make is that I've never had a friend like her. Someone who had so easily, and seamlessly woven themselves into the fabric of my life and my heart. The only other person who I felt so immediately connected to is my boyfriend; aka: love of my life and my eternal supporter.
Now this isn't to say I value other friendships and relationships less. Just that it hardly ever feels this effortless. Most relationships in my life I worked hard to cultivate, learned the ins and outs of each person, and dedicated time to them when I had it. And that's what stands out to me about these two relationships.
I don't know if you believe in soulmates; I'm not sure if I did once upon a time either. But I can say without a doubt these two are my soulmates. They each fit into my life like missing puzzle pieces; with a satisfying click and finishing the picture that is my life in this moment. They bring out the best in me, and always support me in what I am passionate about.
If you guys are reading this; I love you so much. No words can describe how grateful I am that I found you both. Never doubt your place, or your value in my life.
With that ending thought, I think I will retire to bed. As always; thank you for reading.
If you have anyone in your life like this; feel free to let me know. The human connection is strange and powerful, and I would love to hear about the people that make you smile.
Until tomorrow,
Kass Daily
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