I have one friend in my life, who I call a Sister friend.
And this is she.
We met at Theatre school.
She was the cool one, with the great smile and british accent.
She was amazingly talented.
She was cast in all the best roles, and we all knew she deserved it.
Her comic timing was to die for, and still is.
This picture was taken after she had picked me up from the airport,
in the pouring rain, on her scooter,
I of course had a
huge gigantic suitcase and didn't think it could be done.
She didn't give my concerns the time of day.
We laughed hysterically the whole way.
And that is how it has always been.
Me worried, her without a concern, followed by laughter, lots of laughter.
I hoped we could be friends, and to my surprise she thought that would be a good idea too.
We travelled in a little red Chevy Sprint across the Canadian prairies with the windows open wide and the music blaring.
We learned many things about each other over the years.
We danced many a night away, and ended the evening with Nibs (for me)
and a chocolate bar (for her).
Many philosophical conversations occurred at 4 in the morning, as we tried to will away the after effects of copious amounts of water and fatigue.
We persevered, and survived through many eighties fashion trends, along with her penchant for hats.
She didn't drink and she didn't swear, and didn't judge.
She taught me what true friendship really was.
I couldn't believe I had found a kindred spirit.
We laughed and cried over
our my choice in men, and our my fake hair pieces.
She was the one who watched with me as we drove past, my then boyfriend, as he kissed another girl romantically under a streetlamp.
It was fitting that his name was Bob Love.
She watched as I burst into tears.
With one perfectly timed comment, she made me see the situation for what it was worth and turned my tears into laughter. We laughed hysterically for a good long while, and then went dancing.
We eventually both fell in love, and while I returned to my hometown and became a teacher, and The Agronomist's wife; she moved to Vancouver
She then lived in London, San Francisco, New York and finally Toronto.
While life threw her some curve balls, she never, ever complained.
I have the utmost respect for her.
She is an incredible mom as well as actress, in that order, and I am her biggest fan.
You've likely seen her on TV... a few times.
We don't see each other very often, but our thrice weekly phone calls, Facebook comments and Skyping help to make the distance disappear. And for that I am so thankful.
It is her birthday today.
How old do you think she is?
She seems to be getting better with age.
Hmmm? perhaps I should rethink my mocking of her penchant for hats?
I know she has eaten her weight in chocolate many times over;
and yet, she looks like this?
I guess running half marathon's might help too... but I have to draw the line somewhere.
I am blessed to have a Sister friend who makes me laugh so hard I can hardly catch my breath.
among other unmentionable bodily functions that I will not mention,
so as to keep this post as classy as she is.
Yet? Classy might not be quite the right word, as she has very few inhibitions.
Like the time she...
You know? This might not be the time to tell you about that.
She has entrusted me with many stories, and I've promised her I'm a steel safe.
And I've thrown away the key.
Unless of course she becomes extremely famous, and I could
make a cool million from spilling my guts.
But she would love me anyway.
That's just the kind of person she is.
She is my Sister friend,
and I love her to bits.
I wish I could be the one bringing cupcakes to you today,
but I trust Audrey will do a fine job.
You are a one in a million
And I thank God he saw fit to place you in my life.
You deserve every happiness life can offer!
A friend is someone who knows all about you, and loves you just the same
~ Elbert Hubbard
Thank you for your gift of friendship.
It has meant the world to me.
You are the Z to my Y!
You are the Z to my Y!
All my love,
I'll be joining Sweet Shot Tuesday hosted by Darcy at My3boybarians today.
And Alphabe Thursday hosted by Jenny Matlock at ...Off On My Tangent...