“You only meet your once in a lifetime friend…once in a lifetime.”
I met mine 25 years or so ago…She probably remembers what we were wearing and if we had color coordinating headbands. She’s that girl. Her memory astonishes me. Like at our initial meeting if we were wearing plaid skirts and a polo or a t-shirt and jeans. Flats or Keds. I’d be willing to bet the farm she remembers.
Her name is Deana Lynn. Also known as “D” or “Dean”
She’s the other part of my BFF locket- if we did that- I can’t remember but if we did she remembers and she will still have her other half. Really. Dean is the friend that I can go 6 months without speaking to or texting and it’s like we never missed a beat.
Until D came along slumber parties had been family members only. Her smile is contagious. Her laugh infectious-then and now. People often asked if we were sisters and we may as well have been. She was with us or I was with her throughout the crazy hormonal years of junior high and high school. I loved going to her house because she had cable-which meant CMT and MTV. We had neither of those at home AND she also had her very own room.
She’s probably say she liked coming to our house except that she was afraid of or didn’t prefer dogs or the woods and spiders-we had all of the above and lots of them… but together we worked through it.
We senior tripped together. We lied with and to each other too many times. She knows my ugly and I know hers.
Thank you Jesus for forgiveness.
We were in each others weddings. Celebrated the birth of each of the others children …She holds the trump card when it comes to our babies ..She’s the BFF that caught/delivered my youngest. No joke.
She’s the friend that I had to go see when I decided I was going to leave my job and say, “Am I crazy?” Knowing that if she lied to me and said “no” that I would be able to tell if she was lying. Instead she said “yes! you’re crazy but DO IT anyway. You’ve got this!” and I believed her.
She’s the one I called sobbing -babbling like a crazy woman in the middle of a recent conference to tell her God is up to something BIG again…knowing she understood every word…asking her “will you pray with and for me ?? ” and she did and she will -because she’s that friend.
I love her momma and her daddy and all the madness that goes with them. I love her sisters like my own too. We take turns with who has the craziest family. It’s my turn right now.
She’s shared her son’s most treasured toys with mine. We’ve both share TMI (too much information) with & about each other to our spouses-I’m sure.
I love her now and forever more and a bit more than that.
Thanks D for loving me unconditionally today, yesterday and all the tomorrows.
always,
your BFF <3