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lagustar mentioned a while back, sometimes you have a friend who, no matter how long it's been since you've seen them, you just pick up like there's never been any time lost in between.
I met my best friend Tara in 1993, at camp. At the time, I wouldn't have guessed that 13 years later, we'd be best friends. At the time, it's not like we completely hit it off - yes, we were friends, and we'd send entertaining notes to each other through intercamp mail when we were on separate ends of the camp for the final two weeks, but it wasn't like we absolutely had to sit next to each other when we met up for meetings or anything like that. Yet somehow, she's the only one I still keep in touch with. Through high school, we wrote marathon letters that were about 10 pages in length (front and back), and told each other everything. We lived about 2 or 3 hours away, so we didn't see each other for nine years. Finally, in university, I went to visit her at York. And it was like we'd always hung out with each other. This past weekend (5 or 6 years later) was the second time we've hung out in person (and this one was to find her a wedding dress - I'm her maid of honour this summer. I have yet to meet her fiance). We have the same taste in movies, wedding dresses, books and oddly enough, socks. And we can still talk about anything and everything with each other.
We don't even really notice that we hardly ever see each other, we stay in touch (maybe not completely regularly, but regularly enough). Tara was telling me about a wedding shower that her soon-to-be in-laws are planning (for June. EVERYTHING is done ALREADY.), and how her mother wasn't really looking forward to it because she would only know Tara. Tara says to her, "But Emily will be there! You know her." Her mother said something like, "Tara, I've never actually MET Emily. I only know her from you talking about her." And when Tara told me that, I remembered that oh yeah, I haven't actually met her family, I just know 13 years of stories about them!
I am so lucky to have had Tara as my best friend. Her letters kept me sane throughout the awfulness that was highschool, and enterained throughout university and beyond. And even though her wedding isn't until August, I'm still thinking about what I might say in my speech.
lagustar mentioned a while back, sometimes you have a friend who, no matter how long it's been since you've seen them, you just pick up like there's never been any time lost in between. I met my best friend Tara in 1993, at camp. At the time, I wouldn't have guessed that 13 years later, we'd be best friends. At the time, it's not like we completely hit it off - yes, we were friends, and we'd send entertaining notes to each other through intercamp mail when we were on separate ends of the camp for the final two weeks, but it wasn't like we absolutely had to sit next to each other when we met up for meetings or anything like that. Yet somehow, she's the only one I still keep in touch with. Through high school, we wrote marathon letters that were about 10 pages in length (front and back), and told each other everything. We lived about 2 or 3 hours away, so we didn't see each other for nine years. Finally, in university, I went to visit her at York. And it was like we'd always hung out with each other. This past weekend (5 or 6 years later) was the second time we've hung out in person (and this one was to find her a wedding dress - I'm her maid of honour this summer. I have yet to meet her fiance). We have the same taste in movies, wedding dresses, books and oddly enough, socks. And we can still talk about anything and everything with each other.
We don't even really notice that we hardly ever see each other, we stay in touch (maybe not completely regularly, but regularly enough). Tara was telling me about a wedding shower that her soon-to-be in-laws are planning (for June. EVERYTHING is done ALREADY.), and how her mother wasn't really looking forward to it because she would only know Tara. Tara says to her, "But Emily will be there! You know her." Her mother said something like, "Tara, I've never actually MET Emily. I only know her from you talking about her." And when Tara told me that, I remembered that oh yeah, I haven't actually met her family, I just know 13 years of stories about them!
I am so lucky to have had Tara as my best friend. Her letters kept me sane throughout the awfulness that was highschool, and enterained throughout university and beyond. And even though her wedding isn't until August, I'm still thinking about what I might say in my speech.
