My best friend means the world to me.
Yes, this -is- a soapy gushy post about her, but that’s okay because she’s gonna probably be the first to read it and she’ll love it. I am so fricking lucky to have someone to turn to whenever things go wrong, someone who supports me through changes, the woman who shrieked down the phone when I told her Scott and I were getting married and the one who is always just there for me. We go through lots together and she always brings out the best in me.
I have had love for her for five years now, and there’s more of that to come in the future.
Our life seems to parallel and that’s no coincidence:
We were educated together.
We played hard together.
Dated bums together.
Drank till we were paralytic together.
Danced like no one was watching together.
Fell in love with our boys together.
Went Glamping together.
And 2012 sees us both getting married to the loves of our lives, unfortunately not together, but she’s playing a huge part in it all.
I take our little chats for granted, but the truth is Samantha Hickey, you’ve always been there and lets face it, at the end you’ll still be there. Thank you for being my best friend, I love you like a sister, and though we joke about it – I just don’t tell you enough.
I love you Smelly.