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| Time for bed? Summer 2009 |
Easy. My best friend since we were 3 ... Alex.
Coincidentally, tomorrow is her birthday. This will be the first birthday I have missed since we were in kindergarten. It's a frightening thought because I feel like a bad friend missing it.. although my excuse of being on another continent is pretty good. If I had the money to fly home to Toronto to spend it with her there would be no hesitation... sadly... I have yet to win the lottery (or marry a very rich man) so I am in London -- but know Alex, I am with you in spirit on your special day.
As I mentioned before, Alex and I have been friends since we could (basically) walk and talk. We've been through kindergarten, elementary school, secondary school and even university together. Most recently, our adventures took us around Europe together. We packed up our lives and headed to London in June and you can imagine the shenanigans we got into throughout the trip. Let's just say, what happens in Europe, stays in Europe... and I will take these memories and stories to the grave. So without getting into specifics, you'll have to take my word for it. Alex is my best friend. She is by far my favourite person to get into trouble with -- she'd never be bailing me out of jail because she would be behind bars with me. But beyond being my most fun friend -- she's also one of my most loyal. I am so lucky to have her friendship and couldn't imagine my life without her. She's seen me through heaps of tough times -- scraped knees, fights with parents and my sister, bullies at school, dance competitions, semi-formals (you know that one I'm talking about Alex) -- graduations and heartbreak. She has been so supportive of my decision to move to London -- even though I know she'd rather have me at home. There isn't a day that goes by that I don't think of her when something happens and she would laugh at me... or when it's a quiet night at home like this one, and I'd KILL someone just to be able to sit around, talk boys and watch a movie together with a bottle of wine.
I hope she knows how special this summer was for me. If we weren't close before we took this trip, then we definitely are now. She's like a sister and I'm a better and stronger person for having her in my life.
Happy Birthday Kiddo. Miss you heaps. Love you more. xo
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| Paris June 2010. |
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