Saturday, May 26, 2007



That special box of tissues, moving the car that night and forgetting we did it, waiting for you to finally get ready (when we were supposed to be there an hour ago), having Devin pinch my butt for the millionth time, water bras, making those Halloween costumes that one year, and the list could go on and on of things that I think of when I am thinking of you. I miss you girl.
I am having one of those nights where I am tired of being all alone. YES, I know I have four kids, but only two of them are home and being lonely is possible even when you have kids. If you have kids you know what I mean.
My best friend lives back in NY and I miss her like crazy. We always had such good times together and no matter how long we have been apart when we see each other again it is just like we just saw each other yesterday. It took me many years to find a true friend. I had my fair share of "fair weather friends," and it took me meeting Miss Kelly O to realize how crappy they really were. She was the one I could call when someone broke my heart, when I was bored, when I was just silly, and when I just needed to vent. I could call her anytime!


Prime example, the year her Mother passed away from Breast Cancer I was going through a rough time . She had just lost her mother like a month prior and was still in a bit of denial I think. I had only seen her cry like once over it and she loved her mother so very much. She called me one night and as soon as she heard my voice she realized something was wrong...even though I tried my best to deny it. She asked me if I needed her to come over? I, of course, said, "No, I am fine...really." I am not one for letting people see me upset. Next thing I know there are headlights coming up my driveway. Sure enough here comes Kelly (yes her name is Kelly too) and she comes to the door with a box of Kleenex in hand ready to make it all go away or let me cry it out!! I told her she was amazing that she is dealing with SO much more than I am and that I should be the one over with her bringing the Kleenex. She just sits with me and listens to my drama and makes me laugh. I have NEVER had a friend drop everything and come over to make sure I am okay (I am tearing up thinking about it...dang you Kelly!!).
So tonight I am missing her and also wishing that I could make a friend to share some good times with. I don't want to replace her, that I NEVER could and I don't mean ANY disrespect to the girls that have been amazing friends to me since I have moved to CO and I am thankful everyday for you guys. I just mean it is nice to have that one friend that is "YOUR" best friend.

You know the one that you trust with your secrets...the ones you REALLY don't want shared, the one that runs to the store with you, comes over to just hang out at your house with you on a boring Saturday night, the one that you call when you have good news, the one you call to vent to when you and your hubby fight, and you know she will ALWAYS be on your side (even if your wrong), the one that your kids treat like their second mother....I know you know the kind.

Okay, so this one is getting extremely long...sorry.
I miss you Kelly and hopefully some time soon I can get back to NY to see you. I want to hold that new baby boy and see how big Devin has gotten, but most of all I just want to see you and share some much needed laughs with you.



3 comments:

Anonymous said...

I'm sorry you are missing your friend. It's special and rare to meet someone that has all of the qualities you have in your friend.

Hopefully you get to NY soon to see your friend.

Sorry you haven't found that in CO.

Stella said...

There, There Kelly.....

Maybe soon you can go home and visit your friend. Don't be too sad, you got us. Pshhh....but I guess we're chopped liver! huh? Kidding! lol.

Sarcastic Momma said...

NO, I love you guys!! Just having an emo moment last night. I hate hate hate sitting here all alone all the time, but it is my fault too, cause' I hate loading up all the kids most the time to go out of the house. So I am shooting my own foot so to speak.
Good thing I met you or I would have to be really EMO...lol