During this past week, I went over my life long best friend's house. After five months of not speaking regularly most friends I know would feel awkward in this position. Luckily Grace is the exact opposite. The thing about me and Grace is we are immune to not speaking for a long period of time-I mean that's what distance does to you. Grace and I, despite being a state apart, have an remarkably close bond.
Grace and I were basically destined to be best friends. With both our parents being college roommates and having us only a year apart, we were forced into a sisterhood of only two. Grace being my sister has nothing to do with our parents being friends anymore since we practically shared every milestone together. Together, we watched us both grow up. I taught her everything she needs to know about certain aspects of life as she does the same for me. We look out for each in every way, shape, or form.
Through everyone heartbreak, awkward phase, and celebration, we supported each other. I was there when she lost her first tooth, as she was there when I bashed my head open. I helped her with her first heartache as well as me. In bad times and good, our bond still stands strong.
In these past few months we lost touch. I felt as if I was alone. The person I told everything to, left my life. I was alone against the world missing my partner in crime.
Even in our many fights, I know we can get through them because we are the only people we can talk to. No matter what I say or how bad I screw up she sticks with me. Everyone thinks friendships are supposed to be perfect, but they are wrong because friendship are suppose to be real.
So, that's my best friend. She's crazy, funny, nice, and a brat at times but I love her anyway. If you have anyone whom you love but are currently fighting with, just let it go because life's too short to live without the people you love.