The Best of Friends

This post continues August's "Write your face off" writing challenge from the fabulous Brittany Gibbons.

The Best of Friends

I am an incredibly lucky woman.  I have the honor and the privilege to have two amazing women as my best friends.  I thank the Lord that they are, and have been, a part of my life as they have saved me in so many ways, big and small, that I could never, ever repay them.  They are both incredibly smart, funny, sassy, strong – just all around badasses, really – and I love them both like sisters. 

These are the ladies I can go to when I need some no-nonsense advice.  They will not blow smoke up my ass – but when they tell me I am being an idiot, they will do it gently and make me laugh about it.  We are fiercely on each other’s side and will totally cut a bitch who dares to mess with one of us.  These are the people whom I would call if my world was falling apart and who would undoubtedly drop everything to come to my aid as I would do for them without further thought.  They are both beautiful, inside and out, and unapologetically shine with such life that they take my breath away.  They are a ray of sunshine and my days are always brighter for having them in my life.  We make each other laugh, cry, learn, and best of all, love – ourselves and each other. 

Amy is the beautiful blond on the left. That's me on the right.

Amy has the innate ability to put situations into a relatable perspective that helps me to understand why some people do what they do.  She is the most empathetic and compassionate person I know.  She is a fucking rock star and has helped me to see and understand things that I couldn’t before – and I am a better person for it.  We are proof positive that people with diametrically opposed political opinions and leanings can get along just fine.  We respect and love each other despite, and because of, our differences.   

Jennifer with one of her offspring.

Jennifer can cut to the heart of any situation in the blink of an eye and her intelligent insight has aided me innumerable times.  She brooks no bullshit and has little patience for fucktards.  She has a heart of gold and is generous, courageous and uncompromisingly honest without being mean.  She is my baseline.  We calm each other in a way that defies logic and reason.  Life is good and troubles are far away when we spend time together.  We are family.

I love both of these women with every fiber of my being.  They have both taught me so much and I can only hope that I have helped them a fraction as much as they have helped me.  The world is a better place with them in it.  Especially mine.

I will leave off with a poem I wrote, several years ago, in honor of my two best friends:

True Sisters

Sisters by love, if not by blood.

Trust and faith in an increasing flood.

Sworn in our hearts to cherish and care.

Laughing, or crying, forever a pair.

Belief in our strength, support in our weakness.

Throughout the passing years, our bond increases.

Sisters, beloved are we.

Sisters, forever we will be.