Happy Birthday, Best Friend...
this is a little reflection... for you.
I have this friend Jess, and in my contact list on my iPhone for "title" I have her saved as Best Friend. I have to explain, because I use the phrase "best friend" and "BFF" with so many people that it may seem as if I have a lot of besties. I do. And I don't. I have many women (and one man) that are important to me for different reasons. I could do half a year's blogging, devote one post for each person, and tell why they are important in my life. Perhaps I'll spare you.
But Jess... she gets the title. Best Friend. Capitalized. Proper noun.
This is her birthday. We texted this morning... and reflected about how 20 years ago... today... on this day, her BIRTHday... she got her first period... and today, on her BIRTHday... she woke up to her period. What a reflection to be able to share with my Best Friend.
Jess is a woman that people take for granted. Everyone does. Without knowing they do it... they do. I have; I regret to admit it. I see her husband and her children do it and while they get a "free pass" on occassion... I feel as Best Friend... I owe her more.
Why do we do that? Why do we give our friends more than family?
I'll tell you why I do. Because Jess is my family... my chosen family.
She could have chosen NOT to have been my friend, many times over, especially when I wasn't acting the role as BFF... but no... she remained by my side. She's shown me unconditional love and whether or not she's ever judged my actions or "lifestyle" choices... I simply do not know... because it has not affected our friendship.
I hope it never does.
I hope I can stop taking Jess for granted.
I hope she can see herself for who she really is.