My Best Friend

I met my best friend long long ago when I was just a baby so meeting her is really nothing special there was no ahha moment it just happened that way. We grew up together until about 8th grade mostly fighting and competeing at who was better. When I was 5 I was pissed that Mo could ride a bike and I couldn't so I taught myself... around the same time I was mad I couldn't write my ABC's and she could so I locked myself in my room with a magnadoodle and some books and also taught myself those.

In about 6th grade Mo and I got into a bad fist fight at school, I don't remember why probably another one of our competitions. Unfortunately, at that point Mo's parents sent her to the Junior High instead of Prep and we grew apart rather quickly. We still swam together but we never talked. Through Junior High we didn't see each other since our parents had also grown apart and we no longer went to the same school. In high school, it was almost like neither of us existed to each other (however now I realize that was much my fault since it hurt Mo's feelings). I went to Mo's graduation party and we spoke but it just wasn't the same. I missed her entire EXTREMELY rough first year of college where her dad was diagnosed with MS and her mom Ovarion Cancer. I totally missed it all because I was so wrapped up in figuring out my own world and had made her feel like I didn't care to know. Mo then got engaged to a total asshole and asked my sisters and I to be in her wedding, she started Mary Kay, moved away, and all the while I was wrapped up in my life. Then... something amazing happened...

Cam (also Mo, really Cameo) had left her POS ex and was newly engaged to Mark. I'm not sure how it all began us talking again, just one day we did. We went to lunch at Lovejoy's and I got my job at MVB which totally excited her! Suddenly we couldn't go a day without talking and I was doing all I could to help with her wedding. We hung out as much as possible (usually once or twice a week) eating dinner, playing cards, or playing with hair. It's all been a blur since we started talking again sometime in late January. Although moving all her stuff out of her apartment in Denver was a blast!

Today I took Cam to the airport and almost cried. It was like the beginning of realization that this whole wedding between her and Mark is real and they really are moving away to California (ha funny that's where Chels moved upon my 2nd time of making her cry). She's only gone for three weeks this time, but then after the wedding it's for good. I hate it because I haven't had a friend like this in forever. One that responds to my messages no matter what and makes the effort to see me and can't go days without seeing me. She's just too good of a friend and sometimes I don't feel adaquete enough for her. She spoils the heck out of me because she knows that I'm a poor college student. She does things like buy me nails, lunch, dinner, breakfast, everything is on her! I try my best to be a good friend by taking her to the airport and picking her up or doing her hair for her wedding... all that I can that doesn't cost me too much. She's just the most amazing best friend and I'm so glad that after all we've been through we are now closer than ever and don't look at the stupid business from before. Now all it's all funny!

Hopefully she'll see this when she gets to Cali and will know that I really do appreciate EVERYTHING she does for me!